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Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy

I be loved by ladies, I'm the brown Chris Brown
Matter fact, call me The Brown Breezy who's

like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine

like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine

That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,

auto tune 
That’s the truth, you can’t hide Brown fuck you
You know my name, I know you scared of me bro 
Chris, I’m challenging you for a battle with me

Brown Eyed Girl

Everclear

Songs from an American Movie, Vol. 1: Learning How to Smile

2000

morning fog
Oh baby, yeah my heart's a-thumping you

My brown eyed girl
(Brown eyed girl...brown eyed girl)
You my
Brown eyed girl

Do you remember

the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens

like this now
I know she feeling like she missed out
She so loyal she singing my song like I'm Chris Brown
Sum good 'bout her skin
Yea she glowin'
She be

one all
In all, they gave me magazines, tea
Some better soap than the prison's soap
An earphone radio, and extra chow

There's Chris
Who gave me

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man

Yeah,

wrong number dis
(No, ah Keisha phone man) 
(But anuh Keisha dis, ah Chris)
Oh, wah gwan, my G? Thing good? Y pree?

(You know me deh 'ya a hbun

Chris Brown moves

I'm just doin my thangs 아직까지 기억해 
듣곤 했던 rap songs now they call it boom bap
Wu-tang, gang starr, biggie and pac
새로 태어났지 I was like

it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi

Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in

feel like I need to numb my pain
Had a bad morning
I made a song a true performance
And it's still storming
And it's still storming

I had a bad morning

with this brick like Chris brown
Everybody in yo camp can get stumped on
You a snitch he a snitch take them buffs off

G check this nigga  for wire
If

the shower
Stabbing dat pussy
I kill it devoured
Blues getting fat
Like Albert
Got hoes they dance
Like Chris brown
They do powder
Bitch you horny
And you know

Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,

Song For Another Time

Old Dominion

Meat and Candy

2015

on my mind
But that's a song for another time

So before we're singing I will always love you
Let's sing

Brown eyed girl sweet Caroline
Free fall

and shit
But if they start with us niggas we finish them
Easy
This shit is light got em dancing like breezy
Chris Brown
Niggas mad cuz they down I'm the shit

buddy’s but the fake got switched out
Bitches called me bummy it’s funny how shit flipped now
Cuz now they want me to beat the pussy up like I’m Chris brown

to love must’ve fallen on my head
Got a Chris brown feeling she gon take it to the head
Going to to top bitch I got it on the plot
Wanted you to be right by

Nice cool morning for this time of year
I embrace the day ahead of me now that you're near
Yes Chris wrote another sappy rhyme
But the flow (Just so