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how I don't like to be by myself
You know I'm just here by all by my self
Why what's going on?
Maybe take a bubble bath you know what I'm sayin'
Ya,
The perfect storm is Twista and Chris Brown ya dig
I got a new one for ya
Lets make a movie baby

Twista got cars
Big swagger
I'm a rock star like
Performed by adam sandler and jon

Contributed by chris durkin

Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Diner.
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
I'm gonna grab her by her ponytail
I'm gonna sling her around and around
When she wakes up she'll know she met up
With mad Mrs. Leroy Brown

Well
the strength to speak my mind

All that we have clicking by
For your eyes and mine alone

Maybe your hey-day
I glanced at the private movie star

Brown
phone, just got paged by a curly curly
Hit me on my horn three times if you want the crack
But fool don't be paging me no more for no credit sack
Sipping
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
man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life and

I'm the life of da party
(Every
me
She think I ain't gone hit it but I'm a fly nigga I aint trippin shawty so

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

Fresh planes drive her to my jet-way
1st
and felt it caressing my face
As I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my
and felt it caressing my face
As I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my
gotta get fucked up
I gotta get my dick sucked
So I won't have bad luck
Yo my nigga pass me the tops
And open up the brown bag
That's sittin on the crops,
[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
the black and the brown

I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
The homey came through to put
predictable, so weak
Somethin' bout the way she looked at me
It was the day, she was lookin out the window as she drove by
Lip gloss smile and brown eyes
[Hook: Mistah F.A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns
need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you

Hey,

[Chorus]
She want that lovey dovey 
That
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber

So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
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
fault she like this
Spoil my bitch, award show lifestyle
We on our way to another show right now
My son growing up he thinks he Chris Brown
My lil
and felt it caressing my face
As I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my
Just in case you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up
Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't

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