Lyrics:
club with my big bro
Named Weezy F, and we do it the best
Already 60 racks and leave the floor messy
Young Money, homie, YMCMB
Got a brown tone for
Pluto
Berner
(Flexing on that bitch, hold up)
(Early morning flights and long nights)
That zootie, that cookie baking (know I'm sayin?)
Look
transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds won't
Boogie has picked
It's just a band, scroobius Pip
Hope nobody'll wanna sue me for this
Chris Brown already had too many hit's
How many people can I humanly
shit potent, got the strip on smash got my little niggas holding
Plastic Styrofoam cup light dark brown, bottle take it straight to the head Chris Brown
it down,
And all of that s*** y’all talking, but look at me now,
Moves like James Brown,
Women like Chris Brown, I said look at me now,
But honestly
you I'ma keep it 100
I like the mighty green dollar Them blue face hundreds
Been a fuckin' drug dealer Since Chris Brown's run it
No games in these
like that
Said you ain't on this, so you still want diss
I wan swing my fist, and I'mma hit like Chris
And I'mma smack like Brown, cos they took my crown
come down ruffneck like this now seen?
Mad Lion hold tight
[Chorus]
Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a hoe
Any man that drop the lyric what we
with a paper bag (gang, gang, gang, gang)
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I'm back on my dirt bag (dirt bag)
I'm back off that Henny in a brown bag
Stick
we know
I'm stickin' to my brother like Pablo
Yeah, I'm servin' that Nino Brown
Uh, we shippin' that shit out of town
Uh, we havin' this shit by
my bed by my side
Oh I'm too inside babe
Remember those nights
You screaming I'm making it clap
Baby no violence
You scratching my back tryna hold me
you emotionally unavailable (Damn)
I've never been in this situation before
Got my friends warning me
Got me bumping Chris Brown's old jams 7 days
dig these bars
From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems
Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means
Forever, rockin that, purple
And the lie they told us old
They base it on your race
They separate: you black, you brown
You yellow and white face
Then we further separate by
Joining gangs
Rainbow Castle: brown bird, common bird
How's your little twig nest been?
Brownbird: I heard you searched the hollow earth
Have you finally found
make out with Foxy Brown
It's Monday night, so shit raw for now
(Uh, huh)
I close it up, yeah, I lock it down (Down)
Smokin' blunts 'til I'm Gangnam
the spot
Run up in the spot
Playing with the heat like Chris Brown
Jumping in the pussy, like it my first time
She gone ride tha dick it's
Ain't no stop sign
band
San Diego got cancelled 'cause it's way too hot
1OAK with Chris Brown the night Suge got shot
Locked me up at the show, nigga, that's on my mama
Summer death, slow step
Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy
Attitudes, attitudes
Sloganized by middle boots
The men
Pull up in the foreign bumpin' Chris Brown, know I got a RiRi in it
But no umbrella
Covid-19 fuckin' concerts up, nigga, no Coachella
No Rolling Loud
What's up Big Chris?
Goin' to the store to get the papers.
Got ya, a little love on this one here.
Huh! Word on. Word on.
Commercial rap
Maybe i found my ting
Maybe i found somebody
Alright
Baby you know how it is
We're not stranger to this
I love how you hold me
Or when you comfort me
Baby
TRACK: Everybody
ARTISTS: Jer’rod, Tha Cypha, Lavana Korr
WRITERS: Jer’rod A. Brown, Chris Kautz, Lakel Saxton
PRODUCERS: Don P, Zuluengineer
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