Lyrics:
being led to the captain's office
I was still just trying to figure out what I
Was about to go through i got lost in
The thought of how each step that I
smokin that killa
Because we know we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut
Baby how can I be down?
Beautiful mahogany, you make me feel like a queen
Tell me what's that thing you do that makes me want to get next to you, yeah
and now she feel a way when I tell her ass look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now like I’m Chris brown
Look at me now like you been around
Bitch look
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
and Swizz got beef so they cut my nigga out
It was for Larry Hoover, Kanye tryna get him out (free Hoover)
Wonder how Pusha T feel about they reunion (I
down
they left me with no guidance like Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Green light cause I'm going to the top
But it's at red cause
it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won
to much Chris"
So feel the fire, of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fine brother packing, and what I'm packing's real bad
If I could grab a hold of your
WY Records (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Presenta
Chris Brown (yeah, yeah, yeah)
T-Pain
W, Yandel
Sh-sh-tah
Hay algo que me gusta de ti (baby)
Y ese algo
a different profession look at me
I’m always progressing
Feel like progressive since I flow
Got off my ass because I’m wanted more
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
WY Records
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Presenta
Chris Brown
(Yeah yeah, yeah)
T-Pain
W Yandel
¡Ta!
There's something about you that I like
Something
Niggas ain't slick, bitch I always peep it
Gotta wave the thot bye cause she geekin'
Lil nigga I'm high like a greeting
I can't feel my face nigga
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
sprung
I feel it in my gut potential to fall in love
Shout out to our grannies mothers and auntie,
Sisters and cousins tell them brown skin is forever
(yeah)
I feel like Chris Brown, I'm on top when I dance (yeah)
She want me inside, like a crease in her pants
I'm never hot 'cause I got a lot of fans
Clenching the first place spot
I put yo
Bitch onna first class flight
Pop a G6
That's how I take flight
Poppin' like Chris Brown
In '05
Fee fii foo
feel that I'm one step ahead of the rest
Sportin emeralds diamonds ruby reds to begettes
Verse 5: [Chris Terry]
Now see money power and fame, three
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had
it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yesterday I fell in love
Today feels like my funeral
I just got hit by a bus
Shouldn've been so beautiful
Don't know why I
around
'Cause I done looked, I done searched and it's hard to find
Another shorty like mine (uh-huh), baby, yes, I'm
Addicted to how we kick it,
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