Lyrics:
(intro)
Sexy, brown, brother, sexy, brown, brother
(verse 1)
Said I'm lookin' for brains, good looks and skills
Step on up if you think you fit
(uh-uh, uh-uh)
My heart turned cold and baby that's just what it is yea, that's what it is (What it is)
You know the biz (know the biz baby)
Spent
Only picking on yah brain
By the way do you cook
Would you leave me
On my rise
And I just hit a low
Would u leave me when
I am hot
Or I am 30 below
at the rate things are going, Britney Spears or the noble Chris Brown, he’s a star so it’s cool he knocks women around. That video with J LO dry humping
I'm touching your spots like bingo (Bingo)
This gas in my blunt is a pre roll
She said flower can you be my hero (Hero)
But Chris brown said we don't
by myself
I ain't need nobody help
Now I'm just flexing my wealth
Jewelry all my shelf
Monograms on my belt
Closet full of YSL
Bitch badder than yo
you emotionally unavailable (Damn)
I've never been in this situation before
Got my friends warning me
Got me bumping Chris Brown's old jams 7 days
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
ain't giving no brain
Shawty ain't giving no brain?
Something about a migraine (yeah)
Bae why you gotta complain
Baby, I just wanna slay
I don't make
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
and a scar on my brain
I seen a gangster get killed by a lame
Throw life away tryna make you a name
Just stay in school boy you know you don't bang
Hopped off
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
Bitch I had to get gwaup
(Bitch I had to get gwaup)
Started with a nick rock
Bitch I got that Chris rock
Bitch I had to get gwaup
(Bitch I had
the class, taking the final test, I'm done
I ain't study shit, I swear, I don't understand the stuff
I try remembering answers, but my brain wanders off
a Nick with
Nothin' but pennies
You dumb as fuck, you think I turned it down?
Hit his shoulder, made him turn around
Beat the shit out the grill like Chris
brain
Since you ain't using it
Clueless
She give brain like she toothless
My demons want to me be ruthless
They telling me to cook them like steak bitch
I can't act like I ain't supposed to be
Here with all my people roses at my feet
Fans in the stand know the man by the scar
The ones that's on my
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Layin here
All out of ideas
Ain't picked up the phone
In so damn long
I got the lights off
And I aint sleep bout a week
You
but up from there, right? Shit! We're doin' good baby
We ain't in the grave or in dem jails
What's up Brotha Blink? O Tha Reel One! San Brown! Skin
ain't heaven's sent
I messed my life up and yeah I've been down
I'm a changed man now, Chris Brown
You know I feel your pain 'cause I've done and been
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
Discuss these heart aint a brain by chris brown Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In