Lyrics:
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
What would you do to help fix it?
Now, listen up America
Madam Luxe ain't ever been scared of ya
I give free drugs to trade nd' tricks
I pop my pussy
nobody do it like this
Everybody hates Chris, I know I know
Everybody hates Chris, I know I know
Everybody hates Chris, but I'm gon give you a show
Yall
none of it he ain't no little kid now
He squares up to Kirby who really don't look that big now
And really can't do shit now but pay Chris what he owes
had to mash it on them RPMs
Know I pull up by 9 pm
Finna wreck it in is Ralph, shut the internet down
Take it down, wit me no Chris brown
Jordan peele,
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
that bitch
And man that bitch was salty If I was in the whip I would've
Chris Brown that bitch beat her down then I would've drowned the chick
Under
In Mercea? The coconut's tropical!
ARTHUR: What do you mean?
GUARD #1: Well, this is a temperate zone.
ARTHUR: The swallow may fly south with
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
Yeah, hustler music
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I
wit ya boi Bow Wow
And dat boi Chris Brown
All I wanna do is see you take it to the ground
Bring it up slow
Twerk dat thing like dem girls in da
No cars driving by with the boomin' systems,
No prison coz non of us would be in 'em,
No one would be advertisng that rap to our children.
Sure there
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
do...
[Tim Chandler]That's what I'm looking for, a man's man.
[mc chris]Yeah...yeah, that's who I am.
[Tim Chandler]Allllright...Get the fuck out of my
Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing
Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning
And your eyes say you're lost
a lotta) money, spent it all
She said she would love me all night long
She said "Don't you trust me?" I said "Nah"
She said "You're Chris Wallace, Dead
Then I met Sin,
Sweating the viking
A brown skinned fox, slim just like I like them
"What? Sweating you? Picture that, nerd. Please"
Anyway,
I'll love you like I never did before
And then I would love you more
Never ever let you go
[Johnta Austin (Chris Brown)
I swear that if I had it to do
I'ma say it again
So good that I can't explain
When she do what she do she gon' do her thang
Over here Miss Lane
Come on get fly with a Superman
You
and said miss you kinda
Beautiful thinking to myself what
I would do to you she looked and
Said who are you I said my name is
Conchez a young yout tryna get
[Chris Brown]
You see what I'm sitting on
The strip we sitting on
These right in front of the club
Shawty what you sippin' on
You see me gettin'
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