Lyrics:
[Scratch Chorus x2]
"It's a dirty game and rule #1" Jadakiss 'The Set Up (Remix)'
"The cream"
"Rules everything around me" - Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.
on my bended knees
I feel like I've been run over by a truck
I don't care much about anything
I'm happy to sing
I'm lacking the passion to do
tryin' to
Duplicate but their comin'
Out synthetic
The name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
whiskey
Pure blended whiskey
So light brown and fine
Twenty years later
I heard of a woman
She's living alone
Up by Yellowstone Creek
And old
deaf
Killing my fitteds with no intent, I grew 'em better
Like I'm under a goal post, I'm two official
Extra point nigga, I forever kick it
As far
finger
And it hurt like crazy
And I had to sit out for months
I couldn't do anything but run
I couldn't wrestle
I couldn't do drills
I couldn't do anything
funny how things turn around
Last night you tryna get down, you act like you down
Any other time it's like you steady hatin' on Brown
I'm tryna see my
again, I want that tongue again
Stuck it so deep that she cough up her lung again
Five star bitches, they on the run again, run again
Runnin' in
hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup
I got all this love inside of me
And all I wanna do is give it
called by the name
Chris the little bitch
I lost my cat
I lost my cat
I lost my cat
The time has come
For Chris's dick to be chopped off
And roasted
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
tab
When I run into Chris Brown and he laugh cause he know what you know
What I don't, it make me feel like I don't know your ass
I just had to hide,
not duck down (Duck Down)
Beat it up so good, got me singing like Chris Brown
40 Inch Lace and it came with a bustdown (Bow Bow)
Now up the score, cause
the hallway
She sacrifices all she got to feed us
When she was alone she cried by the phone peeping out the window heated
But still I didn't see it, mama hid
Chris Brown moves
I'm just doin my thangs 아직까지 기억해
듣곤 했던 rap songs now they call it boom bap
Wu-tang, gang starr, biggie and pac
새로 태어났지 I was like
Jenny Craig with them pounds (get 'em off)
Diamonds dance like Chris Brown (Chris Breezy)
Look at my water, don't drown (Fiji)
Neck wet like baptized
her tummy
(yeah)
Baby 'bout to love big dick, won’t shun it
(Yuh, yuh) skeet it, I beat it like
Chris Brown, won’t run it, gone
Seen him, no pressure,
a nigga turned Blood, I came out the blue
They like, "Damn who's Drake, where's wheelchair Jimmy at?"
On my Chris Brown shit, I'm still here, gimme that
class yeah head of my class ay
Oh oh I'm the head of my classss yalllllllll ay awww halll,
Ay ay
[(verse) chris brown]
Look it's your boy nineteen
class yeah head of my class ay
Oh oh I'm the head of my classss yalllllllll ay awww halll,
Ay ay
[(verse) chris brown]
Look it's your boy nineteen
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
to May
She hurt a paw made it sore
Now she runs on three legs instead of four
There lived a dog in London Town
With one ear up and the other ear down
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
liquor made my dawg insane
Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang
Fish scale or Molly, it's the same name
Murdered by the stains, which stain you
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