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sensitive) it's just business
With a bad bitch
Her shoes and purse expensive
She seen these racks
She said that shit impressive
Like Chris Brown in Stomp

and don't ask where I been
Niggas fake, niggas folding by that pound cake

I put the icing on my neck, I got a carrot cake
But They wanna run with us, wanna

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Atl Under Fire

[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know

fucking minds
And If gassed up assumptions
Makes you Chris brown run it
I gillotein heads for fun
And then display em like pumpkins
Halloween time
I’m

Chorus 

girl let me get my chris brown on let me beat it beat it
let me get my bobby brown on let me beat it
let me get my james brown on
let me

the nine
Did it every time
Still dark enough
To get the sun to shine
Yeah they envy
Eyes green jungle vine
N I’ll still run a pound
Thru the underground

one, I don't want no drama
Me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Oh, yeah
Oh
Can't keep it messy, no I can't
I could give it to you, baby
Yes,

to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris

the breath of ya bitch
It's J Dot Brwn, #1 on every list
From the music to the cakes everything I do hit
Got the drizzle fuck a drip gave the sauce a remix

Put the work in the dirt, dig it up by the winter
Got brown on fine china like I'm serving dinner
Sippin' high tech almost fucked up my liver
Watch me

Shortie Like Mine

Johnta Austin

The Price of Fame

2006

hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup 

I got all this love inside of me 
And all I wanna do is give it

This the remix and I said I'm frying it
He try to talk down onna gang like why he even trying it
I just got two glocks with a beam they ask me where

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Keep runnin
Keep runnin
Y'all know who it is
Aye Pxncho
The U.S of A
So full of color but they

wrong mix
How brown suga use fi sweeten Horlicks
Big Sunday yuh man a nyam cheese chix
Monday yuh pull a craft like politics
Run call man bout dinner

the 4th call he picked up
Who this it's Lil Chris what's good nigga welcome home save my number nigga this my phone

Link up brodie what you on I'm in

Best of Me [Closing Ceremonies]

Classified

Greatful

2016

I remember camping in Green Valley Campground 
And Chris Joyce played me Run DMC's "Tricky"
It was the first rap song I ever heard 
And I fell in

the side pocket

Martin Luther King I sold plugs
But got told on by Chris Sawyer
Funny thing bout it I just saw em
Bought it up and he quit talkin
Had

Chris brown 
Aye aye 
If it's smoke then 
Them soldiers they inbound 
Aye ayeeee

Yea Fuck nigga yk how I'm coming 
Fresh asf bitch yk ain't bumming 
If

Kiss Kiss
Gimme That
Oh its time to Run it now
That was around the same time as Stomp the Yard
At that time I didn't even have a yard
Apartment hoping

Lay Low

Freeway

Third Power

2011

started, these haters wishing we end
Brown nose on these hoes, niggas fishing again
Notice she swallow with those, drop like it on her chin
Niggas left me

The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

Frank Zappa

Studio Tan

of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar

If it's

the shower
Stabbing dat pussy
I kill it devoured
Blues getting fat
Like Albert
Got hoes they dance
Like Chris brown
They do powder
Bitch you horny
And you know

Yea
Its that life on track
Had to get my life on that
Got my nigga eazy in this bitch with me
Woah
Woah
Woah
Run up on me you'll get hit with

again, I want that tongue again
Stuck it so deep that she cough up her lung again
Five star bitches, they on the run again, run again
Runnin' in