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them Greens, Beans, Potatoes, and Hogs and Mogs
I want the treasure inside of yo drawers
I wanna Chris Brown go to Wall to Wall
I wanna tear down

like a basketball
Burning bridges
And I water walk
Shit was torch so I pass her off
Chris brown move it wall to wall
Breakin da bitch jaw

Triple double

I'm blowin' Franklins Aretha
Aw nah turn my shit up in your speakers
Wall-to-wall take that bitch down in my sneakers
All of yall niggas some bitches

Its the future
Its the future
Its the future where the fuck your hover board
Nigga the switch flow every time that I get bored
No Chris brown imma

Tryna level up
Shit like moving mountain
Mouths to feed
And if one don't get fed
Then I'm taking y 'all's
Free Chris never be a brown
My cash wall to wall

my shit trynna go off and skip town
I'm going wall to wall got damn I'm like Chris brown
I don't need demon all around in my house Eeny meeny miny moe

TRACK: Everybody
ARTISTS: Jer’rod, Tha Cypha, Lavana Korr
WRITERS: Jer’rod A. Brown, Chris Kautz, Lakel Saxton
PRODUCERS: Don P, Zuluengineer

o chris brown no wall to wall, viajando pra Barcelona mais só ando com os real,hoje eu inspiro milhares e eu vim do pombal ,com essa mexa no cabelo

in the mall did a designer haul
I be spitting like a camel
Diamonds dance Chris Brown that's Wall to Wall
Know I'm 1800 and we finna drop
And my name

to cop a
Drop and then I skrtted off
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ran my shit up like I'm Chris Brown, bro
This shit off the wall
RIP Lil Dev, I miss my nigga dawg

Is you the girl of my dreams, got to see the personality
Seeing right through the schemes, already knew that you doubted me
Chris Brown said ladies

a thing
All I wanna do is ball
These bitches be aggy, blowin' my phone
Steady declinin', they call
Now I'm not Chris Brown, but I be fuckin' these bitches

mad I missed your call
Chris Brown hoes from wall to wall
Bitch still mad at me, I can't complain, chillin' in Montreal
Nigga tall as hell, but can't

a flow
I got to go
Uh
Yea
Let it burn slow
Mary Jane Smoke
Spitting a flow
I got to go
Off the wall
To wall
Chris Brown
Calm down
Young Gerald
Christmas

the protocol
I got these bitches like Chris Brown
Man they wall to wall
Remember when my dawg switched up
I thought I saw it all
If they want to battle with

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

the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin' and you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow?
Going down

I said oh
I’ve been on my own
I should go
The walls are closing in my home
Pack your bags, make haste to the World Wide Web
Grab your tags, vacate,

and your castle will fall

Get them

Brown stone walls will be coated in red
As each of these bastards breathes their final breath
Their cries cut short when

And when I have to die then
I want to be blinded by your brown eyes
And when I have to die then
I want to cut my veins on your lips
I have not yet learned

It's dark but I might be blind
Can't see what you've locked inside
Them walls are coming down
But I still feel confined
I start to have my doubts
Nah

Electric Relaxation

A Tribe Called Quest

Midnight Marauders

1993

pay
Ay yo, my man Phife Diggy, he got something to say

I like 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Haitian (uh)
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu

Jump Off

Sean Paul

Yours, Mine and the Truth

2008

pretty brown eyes
Slim waist, thick thighs
Tell me if ya down tonight

[Chorus]
You and me and tonight
Girl what do ya say?
I gotta have it
U's

goes
It goes
It goes
It goes so fast
(Oh my God)
Look me in my eyes
Tell me everything you like about 'em
I know they're just brown
Tell me you can't