Lyrics:
more ways
To train the 5 to stay, way off the written way
They in pursuit of gay, this even got to saints
Dd here for the wake up though
The MOG Chris
beat us
We stay making hits, yes, something like Jeter
cnd looking for some Franklins nothing like cretha
cnd feeling real nice eating breakfast from my
beat us
We stay making hits, yes, something like Jeter
cnd looking for some Franklins nothing like cretha
cnd feeling real nice eating breakfast from my
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
And since I finally got you open
Pop it for a soldier
And bend it over back one time
Since I got to keep my karma on track, can't lie
I been living out
and dine in throw the waiter blues and tell em keep shit i need yall to see me shining cus i grew up only rocking cheap shit Ruth's chris eating good cus we
(Couldn’t make that bitch my wife
I don’t get bread just to better your life)
Out by the morning, good for the night
Don’t fall asleep, I’m not down with
ended up being food for my soul.
Come and get yo' soul food, well, well.
Good old-fashioned soul food, alright.
Everythang is for free,
As good
been wanting to tell me
Throw me on the street cause im a lost cause good for nothing
There's a part of me i'll never be able to revive
I became stone
wanna come down
Feel good when I'm fading Away
No nothing can't stop me now
She my Geronimo bae
Want you to stay
We falling out)
When I first walked by
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not
On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have,
Actually, a new album ready
hear this then I'm good
No more hiding in the Hundred Acre Woods
No more booking reservations in my neighborhood
No more asking mom for money though I
To cry to dry
for I've forced
All this time [2x]
With you, ooh...
[Chris:] I was tempted by the power of desire
I surrendered to the calling of the fire
creation could cage you in a jail cell
Some call the trauma the karma for ignoring ya mama
See Obama did nothing while coppers was gripping on Lammas
He
for ten to my closest friends
Rolling back to H-towm big body Benz
hook
[7] - Houston Texas cowboy wit a dime and a fiesta saddle
And I'm moving
care what my niggas say
She been there everyday for my drama (c'mon)
Some of the homies hate 'cause they want her
Wish they the ones that's datin' my
cross the globe when I'm with you baby
Hey (Chris Brown)
Oh, whoa (this is for the women worldwide)
Let's ride, woo
You put it down like New York
IT’S THE BEGINNING OF THE END
AINT NOTHING LEFT TO SALVAGE I AIN’T EVEN GONN’ PRETEND
WHAT? ARE YOU MY ENEMY OR FRIEND?
YOU BETTER COMPREHEND
I'LL NEVER
Good good
Good good
Just waan vibe
All the man dem
All the mandem come for a good vibe, good vibe
All the girls dem come for a good time, good time
But nothing's gonna make me change my mind.
I pick up my money when the day is done,
I'm moving on, and I've got a good reason.
I hear you moan, but
cross the globe when I'm with you baby
Hey (Chris Brown)
Oh, whoa (this is for the women worldwide)
Let's ride, woo
You put it down like New York
After filling my reputation of whore beaters
Soared to Taco Bell and I ordered some gorditas (Mmm, that's good!)
Wanted four more, ordered 'em,
Good head so she down for the low blow
Good head so she giving that low blow
Nick been the hardest you can not deny it
Mess with the bros then I'm
this shit id die for this shit
Tell ya kids I’m nothing less than legendary, my life’s bitch and she my secretary
I just fuck her whenever necessary like
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