Lyrics:
a little different
and i know this one aint something that you use to
got me looking like, all this time i used you
got me on that chris brown sh*t like i
clear and cloud
Brown baby brown baby
As years roll by i want you to walk
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
a lot of games dog, but not with us (not with us)
Call me Jack In The Box, hop out with two clips (yeah)
Cook ya faster than a T-bone at Ruth Chris
heard
Or so I hear
But we cheat and don't treat each other fair
Chris Brown got paid an arm and a leg
(Good for him)
But you wanna pay me peanuts? that's
would be the one
So dumb first time I fell in love
Was blinded by your eyes
And stomach filled with butterflies
So jealousy came over me
You lost
the top and they hope that I fall
I think I'm Vageta, I'm dragging my balls
Bitch I'm back on my shit, Chris Brown with the flips
I get the cheese then I
even want my love
She don't even want my love
She don't even want my love
Said, she don't even want my love
I don't want to talk too much
I've been
move
You tryna take me off a song that got you the most views
Got mad love for you, though, your label, they confused
They spent fifty on my feature,
girlfriend, traveling to a distant land
Lookin' at me, exclaiming--I got the tickets in my hand
I know your lookin' and I could hook you up too, man
I know some
commuting
She my new professor, I'm learning, I'm a student
Her momma hate me, say I'm too advanced, ask her how she's doing
She never say it to my face,
on a little R&B love
Bump and grind, who do ya like
Put on a little R&B love
Trey Songz or Chris Brown
Either way it's going down
Play me some Beyoncé
Ayee
Imma
SIDDUNG by Monie Gad
Written by: Sheldon Oshane Gordon
Intro: redboom every gyal Wah gi mi the zum zum slimas thickas fatty boom boom lol
Chorus:
Brown, or Young Burg
A gentleman in the streets but in the sheets imma pervert
You can call me crazy, trust me baby I done heard worse
Got lost in your
I'm Chris Brown
Man, this shit can get wicked, don't play around
You know them percs got him itching, he keep on shaking
He twisting, ain't got no time
jewels they give me gems
Time traveling
Breaking down funky dividens
Gotta walk through the water so the dogs don't get a scent
Can't hit Chris brown
miss no more Z's (Uh huh)
I'm up now, now the love is for free (Uh huh)
Bust down, bust a U-y with me
Fuck 'round bring the villains with me (Uh huh)
dutiful and suitable she biting at her cuticle
Shit too easy dance to this track
Turn Chris Breezy went through the window
I’m good with the three piece
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
you’re gone
Yeah you’re gone
Yeah you’re gone
I just wanted someone else that could love me for me
I just wanted you right here
So you could be on my team
best)
So beautiful, don't you agree? (Such a beautiful thing)
Oh, Jazzy Phizzle
Chris Brown, let's go
They say beauty is in the eye
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
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