Lyrics:
Great Scott (woo)
Ladies
I'm gon' need you all to back away from the door (woo)
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies
You are not
(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown
Ma, have you
(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown
Ma, have you
Great Scott (woo)
Ladies
I'm gon' need you all to back away from the door (woo)
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies
You are not
[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
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
[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
got none
You thought you had my poor heart won, by meeting with me now
But I'll leave you where I found you: At the foot of the sweet brown knowe"
I'm with this
Complexion (two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Ooh complexion (two-step)
It all feels the same (it's
her she gon' tell you like this
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
She said make luv, just make luv, just make luv to me
Right now (just do it),
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
ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
being black
But unfortunately, the lighter you are, the less money you get
The following niggas
Drake
Chris Brown
Vic Mensa
Chance the Rapper
T.I
missing
Just like the roof is, riding in that Chris Brown
Two seater deuces, peeling like I skip town
Pocket full of brick money, neck full of black gold
every show
You're my lucky charm, go wherever I go
Momma Ima sing this one to you, momma let me sing this one to you
[Verse 2]
She's like the mother
two, three, follow me
If your arms, legs, feet, and your hands are numb
You've fallen and you can't get up
It's a brand new dance, this is my Chris
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
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
grave souls.
They gave all of their all and all they got in return is empty holes.
Sure we've all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy, and Bobby Bares.
Over the ground lies a mantle of white
A heaven of diamonds shine down through the night
Two hearts are thrillin' in spite of the chill in
[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
Over the ground lies a mantel of white
A heaven of diamonds
Shine down through the night
Two hearts are thrilling
In spite of the chilling
Over the ground lies a mantel of white
A heaven of diamonds
Shine down through the night
Two hearts are thrilling
In spite of the chilling
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