Lyrics:
the wood, things are fallin' off the shelf
You gonna need my help, sweetheart
You can't make love all by yourself
I woke up this morning hey hey hey
She said she likes the way I make it look easy
Easy easy easy easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I give it all I got
Oh
Killin' this beat think I woke up Chris Breezy
Gettin' the bag and I make it look easy
Got a new shawty and her pussy no kizzy
Back in the stu' and I feel
spaghetti. His family is praying he don't see the light. He's not gonna make it, his family can't take it. The oximeter looking like a blank line. They crying
up (ayy, ayy)
It ain't the end of the world
No, no, I'm not gonna follow (party like, like it's the end of the world)
Anything that they say
What's it gonna take to make a change?
What's it gonna take to make a change?
Fuck the system, break the chains
Gotta do more than just say
the plane into Paris, honeymooning down by the Seine.
Peter Brown called to say, "you can make it O.K.,
You can get married in Gibraltar near Spain."
she quit, yeah I'm fit
So what I'm lit
Like I'm Chris brown with pit
MMD on the track
I like that
They say I abused her
But I just ain't like that
Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
folk
And I don't need a scale for the work
I can eyeball purp, I am not you jerk
Hatin on me will make your situation worse
You don't wanna take
folk
And I don't need a scale for the work
I can eyeball purp, I am not you jerk
Hatin on me will make your situation worse
You don't wanna take
folk
And I don't need a scale for the work
I can eyeball purp, I am not you jerk
Hatin on me will make your situation worse
You don't wanna take
cup
Ice cream with baileys
I know life
Was never easy
Lucy fruit
Keepin shit peachy
Pickle pie
My lady need me
Blam on you
Keepin it funky
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
tell em i am a hound
Wof wof
They saying that i am the shit
And not just cuz am brown
Am a shark up in the water
There is no way ill drown
Smelling like
the picture gon' be beautiful
It's gonna be a short summer
'Cause most of y'all ain't built to last
It's gonna be a short summer
Cause soon enough your
knew my fate
They doubted and it's too what late
I'm gonna make my way
I'm gonna make my way
Takin it day by day
I'm gonna be ok
Nothin that you can say
Who's gonna say they're sorry first
And put this hurt away
The jury's still out on us
Split decision
Split in
It's not so easy putting back
On the sideline got my knees high chopping
All this smoke got my lungs wheezing coughing
No AC, but I rev that S3
Dead but you know it don't rest that easy
Only
through this break
I'm not gonna talk to you
If you keep playing games, Yeah
I don't really care about her
But she in my brain, Yeah
And I try it all
in the bands
Two, tellin' me I'm spendin' hella bands Two, and you waitin' for your shot, but it's
not gonna come While you talkin' lotta shit, that
it, he's not lyin'
But what about the house, man? It's not mine
You should take it easy
("This gonna be fun in fact
It's gonna be better than fun")
visit here, it's like hell
And if you get robbed, who you gonna tell?
I'm only here for advice advice (run!)
And if you're ever in watts, you better bring
see a face in the wall
I could talk to it, walk through it
Paint what I saw, ease pain with a saw
Rip through a man, easy as a brown bear's claw
Catch
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