Lyrics:
not get down
And yes you're getting sued by women who didn't get up
Out their seat on the bus, and feet shouldn't rust
And beat is a must, and we
want to
And if she don't, then I'll dial another date
That means find another face to replace, 'cause I can't wait
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated
ain’t surrounded by money.
And when you broke the kids look at you funny.
Think they told me that the party’s over
Man they told me that the party’s over
then your bitch is now mine
My homies want some diamond, but I'm the only one that mines (Ay)
Yeah, I'm the only one that mines
Pee pee, poo poo, you're
she
Weren't even potty trained
Will you're a fruit cake
How could you send for me
With a chorus written by 2Face? Deep down
You wanna take part in this
corrupt
Nation in the world
35 years old that's what that nation is now
Here's America, 226 years old 30 years ago
Black folk got the right to
Vote you're
Cant help myself I want you by my side I cant abstain
Over and over my head it spin like a top
my heart dancin in my chest like Chris Brown on the bop
slammin Maybach doors
They broke my jaw in the club, Billy nursed me to health
She more than a friend, she showed me that I wasn't by myself
And I been
to build
Brick by brick if you will
Noonie posted in Da Chris
Melo probably in the Ville
Damn I miss the old Fischer
In retrospect Give me chills
New
She fuck wit me
Now they aim but they miss
Rockstar lifestyle might not make it
(Yea)
Party like a frat boy feds can't take it
She in my crib I got her
Yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Chris Brown, Breezy
Young Tiller, Bryson, Bryson
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah,
to maintain to You,
Yo love is all Rizzle wanna Gain never bring you any Pain,
Let's slow Dance off Romance,
So we can get it on and Poppin' like Chris Brown
a happen for years
No one really knows all the pain that she bears
Now she's deluded by the thought that nobody cares
But baby girl I'm here
Let me be
Now, all nigga pon the corner playin cee-lo
Man you're not a ne-gro, cause you're skin is not black
Take a look at yourself, you're brown and that's
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
out)
I got rollies galore, ain't no clowning me
I got woadies with me speaking chinese (got woadies right now)
I get fed up and throw a catastrophe
Shit-list renewed, so get shit to do
Or get dissed 'cause
I just don't get what the fuck half the shit is that you're listening to
Do you have any idea
that's a no no
(Vixxen Verse)
Yo fuck the feds
Yeah fuck the cops
I don't give two shits about none of y'all
I'm tired of all of you talkin shit
You
as hell don't sweat it
Cause good things come to those who wait
By the time you finish your
I got love for ya, nigga
And I ain't forgot ya now that you're
and Feds Nigga
I'm tired of the motherfucking popo
That keep sweating a nigga sitting all in the dope hole
Flashing the light in the dark, and for
at me now I'm tending to these bars
No Chris Brown
Give me one hit
I’ll direct it
Straight to your frown
Out for the count
6ft deep with this beat in
Leave me alone
I thought you my own
But now I know I'm wrong
I know that I'm wrong
And I'm gonna focus on me now (now)
I'm gonna write my songs
I'm gonna
You made up your mind
Got off the couch
You did up your hair, now you're going out
You put on that party dress
Even though your heart's a mess
dramatically cut down.
Meanwhile, at home, we were fed fabrications of Britain's 'glorious war'.
The truth that is now filtering out paints a very different
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