Lyrics:
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
And I’m waiting for your call
On my Chris Brown
Looking for wall to wall
Catcher done caught
your curve ball
Won’t let you down
And I’ll never you let
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
Hamburger Helper
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got
age 11 started off with black and milds
He only 5"6 but he ain't never backing down crib got five sticks Jeff known for packing rounds
Jeff done back
(yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
the dick im houdini
Ice on my neck dance chris breezy
Niggas mad but they just wanna be me
Ooh
Blinded by the truth you cant see me
Shorty trick for the dick
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
(yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution
(yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
talking Chris Brown
Just like I'm breezy, I'm talking Chris Brown
I'm on my grind, I'm coming up, ain't wasting no time, I've done enough
Rolling this
think she Teflon
Fuck 12, I'll never cuff these hoes, how you arrest them
Chris Brown, these hoes ain't loyal, bitch, you like the rest of them
Pussy so good, might fuck around and drown in it
Late night, long dick, Henny off the brown liquor
Pussy so good, might fuck around and drown in
And he says that's nothing
Turn nothing into something
Calls me up to sing like Chris brown too
Run it, Run it
I gotta give props to Saint
You went hard
I was always left out, always been the weak link
Man I never left the house, always running out of ink
And my friends were on probation never thought
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
Chris Brown:
I'm a beast I'm a Blank monster Hollywood livin good need to conquer, love the money love the fame but you know I need it all, Extend
you down like I'm Chris brown
Show you moves you ain't see before
Where I learn this girl this is from a porno
I swear I had it like a minute ago
She
was out
We texted a few weeks
But never seen her again
I got this cute little thing
Down at Long Beach State
She get it done with one hand like she OBJ
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
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
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