Lyrics:
running by
And one thing I'm certain of
I will go on without you
Between hills, between faces
So sorry, Mr Loneliness
I have been changing so much
And in
One time I was in the checkout line
Behind Steven Seagal
Once I'm pretty sure Mr. Jonah Hill
Was in the very next bathroom stall
My best friend's
the realest,
Of all the other dealers,
He's a cocaine cowboy.
See they causin a lot of havoc,
And movin a lot of traffic,
From the white to the brown boy
boys?
[Mr. Funke] Now they got our stuff down pat!
[Marley] Yo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
Yo Lord Jazz, pass me some
Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
I said
making money's not a key to you
The brown-eyed boy, who just wanna something new
"Stop actin' so innocent, I need a mediciene"
My life be like a horror
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
Guys, also make you, cry, and
Don't be fooled by
Mr. Nice Guy
Just let , that, Nice Guy Pass You
Let him pass you, right on by
But if you treat me real nice
You're Mr. right for me tonight
Beard or mustache, give me a call
Green, blue, brown eyes, I want them all
Big
it go
Tease it, no self-control
I can see the love in your eyes
Boy, I know you wanna squeeze it, don't lie
Double-tap when I walk by, fuck a reply
Right under em' Vicky clothes
Hit mail roles and shail toles
And wife beatas, get Nike whifee
She in love with addidas
Ma, I'm in love with Anina
Chuck
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
all right (What?)
My homie Mr. Mixx called me on the phone
Told me 'bout a party on 1.5
Man, that nigga's married, he can't leave home (Whoo!)
Got in
cash
And Mac-heath spends like a sailor
Did our boy do something rash
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver
Polly Peachum Lucy Brown
O the line forms
collide
Falling right from the sky
Kenny Lofton I be so high
Riverfront in 305
I'll be down, park by the side with B.Brown
With knee problems I hide
I say
Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do)
Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound?
My sound break block, corners, avenues
it
Free, but do they know it?
How can it be made right?
Fight or flight?
It's a power shift
For reparations
Hey, Mr. brown man
Your skin's not
Brothers, Miles Davis
Mr. James Brown, 2Pac
Bob Marley, Biggie Smalls
Billie Holiday, Cathy Hughes
Charlie Parker, Betty Shabazz
Denzel Washington,
Let them know now one time
It's Mr. Lover!
Baby girl I'm gonna take you to cloud nine
Fly high, straight up!
What you say? Uh uh uh uh
I
Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
I said
to the brown boy
N they willin' to get down
Put you up in the crown
Where you can't be found boy
Just so you know they will
Connect that n they won't be
[Featuring Nate Dogg Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Snoop (Daz):
Yeah what I'ma do right here is take my time
and dedicating this one to my
I know a man named Otis who invented a room,
And his heart was filled with pride
I said to Mr Otis, "What does your room do?"
He said, "It goes
pretty brown eyes
I know that you want me
Boy I know that you're thirsty
Pretty pretty brown eyes, don't apologize
Pretty pretty brown eyes, I look
Discuss these mr right by brown boy Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In