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But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right now
I got this brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that
they call Watts
And I got a little Watts in me
But uuuh, I got somebody over here that's gon' tell you a little story
Yo PB! Tell 'em what it is
This is
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
And me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Oh, yeah
Don't wanna be interrogated tonight
So, I'm going home
There ain't no freaking baby
You said
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
the bitch til
She dead
I put my dick into some
Red
Red rum red rum red rum
Wanna do this shit my
Way
Or do you wanna take the
Highway
When Everlast would
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
to back
away from the door we are trying to make way for Chris Brown
[Chris:]
I'm back
[Verse 1:]
Pull up Pull up
Can't believe the club this packed
What
Boogie has picked
It's just a band, scroobius Pip
Hope nobody'll wanna sue me for this
Chris Brown already had too many hit's
How many people can I humanly
like that boy chris brown
2 sticks boutta hit me a lick now
Plug on the phone i need my shit now
I swear this shit not working
Fuck a bitch then i’m
very hard, mentally
This shit is draining and draining for you to
Be able to get up there and
Do music that people love
And do interviews with
A smile
[Young Chris]
Young, Gunz
Chris and Neef
The home of Philly
Tough love, first time around
We got now we don't care who got next
[Verse One]
(Young
the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He
love with it quick
Started writing' some really bad rhymes
That I thought were really, really clever with my friends
Quincy Brown, Scott Brown, AJ
young G in on this mic
His name is Yungstar
You know that he's rollin tight
Im gonna bring him in and Im comin down
Im comin down pop trunk, Im out that
soft and scared of hardcore shit, get the fuck out!
For those who love raw shit, welcome to Sickology 101
Your instructor for today is, Tech N9ne!
Your instructor for today is - Tech N9ne!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow
Chris brown
Aye aye
If it's smoke then
Them soldiers they inbound
Aye ayeeee
Yea Fuck nigga yk how I'm coming
Fresh asf bitch yk ain't bumming
If
this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got me singing on the hook
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it
the things that you used to do...
Momma I dedicate this one to you
Sing with the song of Chris Brown, Mama lyrics!
[Chorus]
It's straight from
nothing here
We're surrounded by total emptiness
We're floating in a gigantic void
What kind of place is this?
I feel like I'm falling into the deepest
is like heart attack oh baby
Your love spark up like a fire
This pain I'm feeling lately
Got me crazy
Because this wasnt the way
That I thought it
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