Lyrics:
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
back from school ,
I will go there by van ,
Waiting for the grandpa and grandma back home ,
Good memories ,
Every evening I'm with cousin ,
Playing
down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
[Chris Brown - Verse]
She's all about
Watch her breaking down
Her
Sitting and waiting for about to biggy these
I stack by the Crackerjacks just through delieve
Stress it's a mess I decided to work
But it's hard to work
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
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
you emotionally unavailable (Damn)
I've never been in this situation before
Got my friends warning me
Got me bumping Chris Brown's old jams 7 days
This is the time they been waiting for
This is the time I been praying for
All the investments I'm paying for
This is the time
Where I'm putting it
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yesterday I fell in love
Today feels like my funeral
I just got hit by a bus
Shouldn've been so beautiful
Don't know why I
most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke nigga and gold diggas wit no figga
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like
Performed by adam sandler and jon
Contributed by chris durkin
Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Diner.
smoking a Pipe for 2 hours,
Spending Savy at the lounge
Chris Brown playing,My Girls Ass Bounce
Grinding on the dance floor,Make it Pound,Pa Pound
Soft skin, brown eyes
What you waiting for
You ain't on the depth chart
Shawty what you playing for
I said shawty what you playing for
Look, yeah
Aye,
You tell me that we ain't just friends, but I'm waiting still, waiting for your love
I'm waiting for you to just come through and say, be mine for
ass
Chill like he on xan
It's Chris fucking Travis coming
For the money grands
And drop it off your ass and
Lay it right onto my hands
Damn, I'm scared
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
the sky, sometimes a car goes by,
There's one right now, looks like a Chevy, your Chevy's blue,
This Chevy's white and brown. it isn't slowing down guess
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
to throw some ass then what you waiting on
Fuck nigga I don’t know what you mistake me for
You gone fuck around and make me raise the prices
Bitch I'm
Let the wheels run dry
Sitting here, waiting for the sun
Little darling, for you to come
By the light of the moon flashing by
Black on the night,
commercially and hit
The homie Jay Foli saw the vision so clear
Jeremy, Miss Nine, Vision those years
Caroline, Norcus, Brown, Berry n black
Dr Calby, Jay1
undressing her self her intent is to come put it on me
Said I ain't falling in love cause this bag is for life and that shit for the moment
I'm only here for
know you shocked, right? They got me on my bully, homie
It's fake love 'cause they really hatin'
For my downfall, they really waitin'
Hundred yardies,
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