Lyrics:
(yeah)
Diamonds on my teeth, yeah (yeah)
Your shit look like foil, yeah (woo)
Chris Brown said these hoes ain't loyal, yeah
None of these hoes got no
Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break
I was his Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
A James Dean on the low, Dean on the low
I ask
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
every day of the week
When I look out my window it's brown and it's bleak
Outta here
How am I gonna get outta here?
I'm thinking outta here
When am
quick
Once touch is what he thought was grip
'Tis not his hands those there, but mine
And, safe, my hands do seek to gain
All knowledge of my
a Rothschild I get a bang for my dollar
The synagogue of Satan want me to hang by my collar
But all praise due to Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala
I put on for my
arrived a tiny bird
And troubled not by war or peace
She sang for us a melody
I dared not move or look away
Lest my life, my foe would take
Yet in
wanna go
There all honking at my car but I have froze
Demons heard what i've been saying there tryna expose
But I've told them everything so everyone
Aye
Chris Brown the way that I run it
Chris Brown the way that I run it
Chris Brown the way that I run it
Chris Brown the way that I run it
Chris
leavin' lit up my scoreboard
I usually make it through side A sober
All bets are off when I flip her over
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
I'm havin'
It's very far away
It takes about a half a day to get there
If we travel by my dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain
But all the same, you know it's
It's very far away
It takes about a half a day to get there
If we travel by my dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain
But all the same, you know it's
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
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little
everything's fine inside, when we're dancing
Non-stop dancing
I said, non-stop loving, with my girl by my side
Everything's just cool, now baby, baby
She's
the wood, things are fallin' off the shelf
You gonna need my help, sweetheart
You can't make love all by yourself
the wood, things are fallin' off the shelf
You gonna need my help, sweetheart
You can't make love all by yourself
[Chris Brown:]
Elmo come take a walk with me
It's a beautiful day and i think we should go out into
the neighborhood and see what we can see
Look
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
band
San Diego got cancelled 'cause it's way too hot
1OAK with Chris Brown the night Suge got shot
Locked me up at the show, nigga, that's on my mama
with that Chris Brown
"Don't give me shit!" Niggas
In the streets say
"Kill them all!" Bitch, you know we got guns
Like the Pentagon i'm just eating
brown and over
Here within my heart they lay they lay
Westwind with your wisdom
Gather all the young for me
Black cloud hanging over
Nest your bosom
spirits in a vacuum
sadly ignore the pain,
the end arrives, we all lose
I hope it comes around
Driven out
holding out
day by day survival
Castaways
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