Lyrics:
Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,
Brown eyes will you wait for me to follow?
I'm used to letting everybody down
I've seen your face in our shadow
Does it look as pretty in the light
of a time when you could hear what I say
Caroline, won't you just escape my mind?
And I'm waiting for that train again
To catch your distant smile
Waiting for
yeah, homie, turn, turn
I'm debating mutilating the lady
You've been waiting for Shady and Fif, ain't no duplicating it, baby
There's a baby in
Still soft with the touch
No Chris brown
Real chance with the love
Like Ahmad givens
Ima telebrand me
Can you please pitch it
First caller on the line
that nigga
With his seat back nigga
I'm a number one nigga in no time
I been waiting for a nigga to give me the showtime
In the jungle waiting for
Diamonds dancing on me like Michael Jackson
Diamonds dancing on me like Chris Brown
Diamonds dancing on me like Usher Raymond
Please use these diamonds
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber
So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
AXL (AXL, AXL)
Yeah
Khaza
Eroticism for the first time when I drove you back outta Texas
Different feeling in the front room by the fireplace
And the butterflies you felt said it all
You were falling for the boy inside your locket
Back in forty three, the brown-eyed boy went overseas
And had to leave town
The words like it's a remix
Uh, I hit bitches like Chris Brown
I'm king of my city just
Waiting to get crowned
You highness, I'm as hot as a volcano
Give your
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
again, add it to wax
[Chorus]
[Young Chris]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name, Young Chris, or Young Gunner
Know my partner Young
days cause
I know they ain't shooting
The only shots these niggas tryna
Send is through some music
Chris Brown will these pills
Yeah I abuse them
Don't
Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
be going somewhere
But I just can't see the light So, waiting on a no
Waiting on that goodbye, Waiting for that heartache
Clouds shake, tears come
Satan, I'm laying in the dark
With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing
Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub
Deuce high when he cruise by
down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
[Chris Brown - Verse]
She's all about
Watch her breaking down
Her
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
When he left he promised me that he'd be back by the time it was
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
on a little R&B love
Bump and grind, who do ya like
Put on a little R&B love
Trey Songz or Chris Brown
Either way it's going down
Play me some Beyoncé
Ayee
Imma
that is alright with me
Yeah yeah oh yeah
In the back of my Lincoln
With the suicide doors
Baby that is alright with me
I know you waiting for
I'm not waiting for niggas to move for me I'm sick, addicted to getting this new money
Take a flick, new university tags, I'm on my shit Drop
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
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