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Growin' up, I'm already too old for Chris D'Elia
They tryna run they mouth, checkin' in on that big career
and look, it's nada
Voila, it disappeared,

and her mouth drop
Panties drop like a soft top, book of rhymes it's a dope spot
Pack game like the rap game, sold more crack than chris rock, pookie
It

ask depends
How convenient once again they all wanna be friends
Past lovers getting crossed like I'm Chris Paul 
Can't rock it (Rocket), Time's up word

the guys, drink a couple brews
I'm just doin my thing, feelin good man who knew
Got the gang by my side so I guess that nothings new

A little too young

c'mon dawg what kind of weak shit is that?)
(You drinkin' mimosas with your pink up) Yeah
I'll be in the red by the end of the month
Comin' out

a Chris tucker bitch she ca-filter fish
Wait...
Let me fall back
Let me not say that
Because if I really let lose
Aim where your hearts at
Trust me you

the strength, like huh
I got the miocin
Beat by RL he live in Ireland
Told him let's work he told me annihilate
I'm just gon put my ma in retirement
And that is

Just a young boy
From an old city
Raised by a fake nun
And a cold hippie
Life's a bitch when you tell her whatcha want
But I got her like Chris

slept on Nothing IS Something
The next Bar gone be my favorite line
Chris $pencer was a waste of time
Muff yo head into a watch now yo ass face the time

you cannot lie to me got to get it by any means
Is it necessary for me to speak on what I really dream
Naw i'm serious getting this shit off my chest

Cuz time just keep on passing
Me by
Let me fly higher

Make a lotta moves
Make a lotta moves
Gotta lotta goals
Gotta lotta goals
Even when I'm high
I be

impatience
I been waiting then I got some garbage
That's where Imma take it
You ain't no young thug I could prolly convince slime to say it
By the way its

Superstar [Chopped & Screwed Version]

Houston Hard Hitters

Screwed Swisha House Mix

2000

a playa got a bigger name
Now I got fame, I ain't the one to blame
Now them boys wanna be trying to what, claim
A big old pimp, by the name of P-A-T
Living

to rappers on the daily
A lot of artist with advances don't advance and make it
So we did it by our lonely, ain't a chance you'd take it
This is the future

Time for giving up and feeling sorry
So, Sorry
Tell them we ain't playing like Atari
This art that's going to leave a mark
Chris Farley
So far we've
Took

plurisee
if ye didnae have your feet in your wellys.

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ADDED BY DEBBIE (aka ~Henriks Ghirl~) and CHRIS (aka Figo)

Glow In The Dark
By: Chris Brown

Verse 1:

Been Thinking About This All Damn Day ( Oh ay)
And i Can't Wait to See Yah Face ( mmm oh)
My Hands Are

to turn tough on a drink
keepin' you lifted remenisce on what Chris did
pull out the mac and shop for a cat in a scebelian
right in front of the buildin'

Not Afraid
Lyrics and Melody
Chris Willis /Allan Eshuijs


Take a deep breath
I’m falling
Throwing my caution to the wind
Gotta roll the dice
Going

bihh in the A got a place I can stay I just might go take her to the Chris
Fresh when I step in the party not sipping Bacardi I'm sorry I'm high

of the yellow tape 

All it take is one call il have some

ni**** come kill ya from out of state 

Surrounded by bosses everybody getting it its plenty food

back then They screaming dont enn
I been fucking on your hoe that’s a bitch I don’t need
See Chris that been my nigga He been moving lowkey
Smoking

the burg when you feel that Chris Breezy
VA so for real, yes the world needs me
Missy and Timbo give you a couple of knots 
Our athletes are great despite

Standing On The Promises
Written by: Scotty Inman & Chris Allman

I'm standing on the promises
That my God promises
I'm depending on the word