Lyrics:
started nigga
Why you had to come all the way
Over here for a father figure
All that motivation I gave you
The only thing you grasped was
To go into Clips?
the bombshell [unverified]
Peace, be-Brown is definitely outta here for the minute
See ya, 'cause
It's still my thang and after eight years
Ain't a damn thing
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
ahuyenta
Ella es criminal
Estilo 80's
Dame el mic
Voy a rapear
Como Tupac
Pa' los años 90
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Where do we go
Guess you on to somethin' new
Same way I got you be the same way I lose you yea yea
Chris brown take ya down, I leave shit bruised
Teenage fever dodgin'
they still call me bougie
You can tell by my hustle that I got good coochie
Try to play it crazy might lose me goofy
Rich bitch vibes that's why he's
around and that you should know
Brown Crowd with the sounds of the Brown for the barrio
Should I say I'm back or should I say that I'm still here
Sounds
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but ima run it
S-O da business man I’m cunning
Step ona scene you know I’m stunting
If I see a goal ima punt it
Yeah I love
Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
that's a red flag (woo)
Jada out here still makin' Will look stupid (she is)
She said when he fuck her she don't like the way that he do it (aww)
I'm
a nigga turned Blood, I came out the blue
They like, "Damn who's Drake, where's wheelchair Jimmy at?"
On my Chris Brown shit, I'm still here, gimme that
Herc and it touched another sound.
You wouldn't know about James Brown, Pull in the Funkdelic, the radio and still have a play in the sound. (?)
It's
우린 기억하고 있어 that move
시간이 지나도 remember you
Remember you till I die
내가 아들을 낳아도 I'm here for you
기대돼 내 아들이 추는 Chris Brown moves
급식들과 춤 마치 Chris
Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me
I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV
Black gon' pay me still get the smack on Baisly
'Cause I'm
gunning that
They wanna no who bumping that
Hot wire a car we jumping that
I don't give a fuck about none of that
Been around since Chris Brown was running
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
[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
the levers is
I got a big ting lookin pregnant
Got a big ting lookin like Rikishi
I still put Chris Brown in the press
But anyone fall for Karrueche
Losses
Turn up the sound
High in the moon
I feel like chris brown
All these hoes on my dick
They lookin for sum clout
They keep blowin my phone
Ima laylow
some tracks
With my beats mixed with some made by himself
Oh shit yes mine were made by myself
Bitch you listening this is Mr. Chris reppin hotline
Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me
I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV
Black gon' pay me still get the smack on Baisly
'Cause I'm
[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
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