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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
protection by the bed 

There's a child with a gun tired and on the run
Black brown blue what does it matter? 
And there's 15 more down on every corner
Bentley said to Craig "Let him have it Chris"
They still don`t know today just what he meant by this
Craig fired the pistol, but was too young
[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
[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
Brown bless the mic like gesundheit
Bud 'bout the size of a bonsai, kick it like Muay Thai
Flow like sci-fi in high def
I'm righteous and still
Touched by a butterfly on my way home 
Flying who knows where 
Walking down that dusty road 
Without a care 

The sun was shining up in the country
to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they
the Hearst leave you in the desert

(Young Chris)
Breeze through in a 7
45 45's need two in possession
Got the Mack 11 two intertechers   
So ain't no tellin
you fucking with a hornet's nest
Old shooters in the corner like Hornacek
Young boys that be handling the rock
Chris Paul dish off, hammer in
nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah
[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'm booing yay up out the taxi when I'm in the n.y.
My brother phil d. gots my back up in the chi.
L.l., sunny sunny, chris and don't forget dough
Got
And sighing in the Seattle rain

I drive by with strangers
And wish they could see what I see
A tangle of summer birds 
Flying in sunlight
A forest
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
All of the neighbors decided; It's time
To have all our strangers over and make friends.
Chris got a pony keg of loose charm.
I had an accident. I
If you ask me nigga you changed
If she ain't tryna fuck I'm like girl bye
It's the Zoo Gang and we world wide
In the kitchen whip it like a stir fry
told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified of a plant"

Blink Twice if you are being held hostage
I speak and spell of a sleeper
Bright windmills in the yard
And a brown mat under the door saying “Welcome Home”

When all I ever needed
Was a good man
A lover and a best friend
Someone
and grinning, I'm spewing up and spinning
It's billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen
Hey you, lose that friend before we go anywhere
What? Someone
Wolves by the road
And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall
She leaned on her colored hair
Like a butterfly wing in a summer rainfall
nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah
said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark 

Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side 
Still barrelhouse, If it's on the riverside, yeah
and come with me
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see
She put not on her robes of black
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her
and come with me
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see
She put not on her robes of black
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her