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Pour me a cup… That girl is Supercalifragilistic Pour me a cuppa coffee Don't forget the Brown Sugar Pour me a cuppa coffee Don't forget
kiss her Diamonds on me dancing like Chris Brown You said I wouldn't make it, well, bitch I'm the shit now little bitch, sit down Kicking in your trap
it? Got it, got it sexy, erotic El carrito mío, she ride it Dale Chris Brown, put it down for the pound (Woo) Eastside, simmer down It's too late
me Feel like Chris Brown Ion fuck with Chris Brown If you tryna cross the street Say ya prayers now Or just hold ya heat You married to the street
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
got weed in that shit I keep the cheese in a clip If she act up I might have to Chris Brown her and beat on the bitch I'm a rapping redneck that's
dancin' and call it love, she fightin' but fallin' slowly If ever you are in doubt, remember what mama told me Brown skin girl, ya skin just like pearls
know how it Feel and I cannot surrender if I Retreat are you coming with me I fell in love with brown eyes Brown liquor and brown eyes I fell in love
too And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah) I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you? Once by my mom, pops the other two Child abuse kid, ward
too And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah) I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you? Once by my mom, pops the other two Child abuse kid, ward
Stressin bout wealth Too caught in her ways really jus need some help Jus hold me down Give me some time to figure out What this thing we call love about
Arie told me, bro you should speak out loud Like a Chris Brown song, shit look at me now I'm the voice of my crowd, used to speak just to you Now people
God Hates Gucci And He don't wear Louie Don't love guns Guess who yours truly Young Tim Duncan With a bun in the oven Jimmy and Chrissy We was kissin
Havana Syndrome God Hates Gucci And He don't wear Louie Don't love guns Guess who yours truly Young Tim Duncan With a bun in the oven Jimmy
straight up 'cause I got your muzzle People too hard to figure out, so shit call me a puzzler Freestyling nigga, boy I be showing charisma Yeah I be
We had the first family, see and Mr. Chris Brown My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down My DJ burns vocals, Ski-Daddy and Big Midge J.B.
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin I can't tell where yours begins, I can't tell where mine ends Brown skin, up against my brown skin Need
Question, tell me, hey, why you so sexy? Nike tights with the Vapormax, with your back out doing core work Made love when we fucked first, tonight go
Won’t tell no lie eye eye She’s a cutie Brown eye beauty Brown eye beauty I know she loves me it’s, easy to see First time I saw her I could, hardly
Yeah, y'all think we playin'? Haha (Uh) It's The Conglomerate chris Breezy Busta Buss lonny B, get 'em Callin' me at 4 up in the mornin' Just got
So I just call her Miss. Brown Eyes, Miss. Brown Eyes Next day I was walking on the FL Could this wanna see her pass me by Not this time I gotta
he never got to ray J Fuck around nigga you get that Chris Brown shit And fuck around nigga you get that Chris Brown shit Hey baby come over here you
Happy holidays Let me come here and talk to you I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin' (Great John on the beat by
She want commitment and some love I'm like only dates So let me break down the game tape Play by play Number One Take an Uber man Don't ever drive Cuz
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