Lyrics:
[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
I'ma tell you like this, trick: you can have her
(You can have her)
[ VERSE 2 ]
I gotta do what I gotta do
Baby girl's through, so I need somethin new
I waited for you
Love me hate me what the fuck do I know
She like it over here run fingers Through her hair
I need her just like ooh
She love it over
gangster having an oh w having fun by the night ain't done
It's time for the hit and run
But you best believe I'm Brown and proud (Brown and proud)
It's
excuse me?
Yo, would you take my order?
What's up? Yo, excuse me
Excuse me, would you take my order? I have to go
Shoshana's got a real job, dag,
excuse me?
Yo, would you take my order?
What's up? Yo, excuse me
Excuse me, would you take my order? I have to go
Shoshana's got a real job, dag,
something & then after that
(Hapless & Caustic I don’t think I just know now)
It is what it is
(Found my Charlie Brown)
(I got my Charlie Brown on)
If
don’t buy
Happiness,
Believe me, I know.(I know)
But just one thing,
Wanna show the world,
I just wanna know.
Chris Brown
Where do we go from here?
pounds
I have brown hair and green eyes
I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food
I have two brothers, Chris and Graham
and two parents, Paul
bones
Hardly ever see me outside cause last time I ain't make it home
And I got way too much to lose
I'll let you do what it do
I ain't got nothing
and dad but can't hear you
Coz you just whisper
Hold you hostage
Make you dance
Till you feel like Chris Brown
You know I'm a freak
Step by step I take I
the shit slide
Would you wave here up
What would you do?
If you didn't come back
And you breaking a sweat
Boy I'll answer next
What would you do?
If your
at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would make her connection
By her feet was a footloose man
You can't always get what you want
You can't
a phrase called torte?
What's Chris Lighty if he wasn't such a baby?
What is a woman if she didn't say maybe?
Baby laid down, I removed the frown
What
Hamburger Helper
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
But that's the whole tragic point, my friends
What, what would I do if I could suddenly feel
And to know once again that what I feel is real?
I could
Stay a real one til Nfinity
Killin me
Stay a real one til Nfinity
I’m in the trap, hittin the white gurl
Tryna make it less potent, Chris Brown
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
for other shit
In drugs
Ya know there's nev- did
I never did pills
Ya know
I would do coke here and there
Have you ever felt pain
That's been bottled
ain't know that when I turned my back, you was gon' stab me
You don't love me, you love what I do, you love my actions
Street niggas be phony too, not
and she do it to perfection
To have shawty in my life would be a true blessing
Shawty get fly n she do it on her own
She lookin type young but i know dat
you do, daddy?
If she were my daughter, I'd
What would you do, daddy?
If she were my daughter, I'd
What would you do, daddy?
Smother my
'm in a boat
I'm in a boat
I'm in a boat
Do I look like, I fly by my mars
Pop by I'll watch you watch oh
Do I look like I fly by my own
Fly by I'll watch
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