Lyrics:
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
(T-Rob)
This is not lil baby, my name T
My first name Official,
But my imperfections what make me the best that I can be
Losses I've been taken,
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
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
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
single for a year
I ain't crying no more tears
Leaving Seguin in the rear
Look at me now, I'm not Chris Brown
Cause I'm making hits, the kind that makes my
or Beyoncé
I can't say anything about Ariana Grande
Without making a tear drop
Andrew Huang makes music out of anything
Why not make it out of earshot?
Career
the fuck is diamond?", he said, "Bro, ten times platinum"
I'll never forget I said never, bro, "Never, I'm not gonna go diamond"
1-800 almost diamond, what
like Chris Brown
Hey
Music is a time machine
If you know, you know
Hey
Margaritas
Mamacitas
Hey
I been in the Dark Aether and I beat it
Hey
class ya fake ass
Couldn't stop a nigga wit brake pads I'm way pass
Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get
and im chris brown
Water board her with some bleach
better hope she do not drown
She gon' learn the hard way
Xurayami don't play around
Once I'm done
me
Ninjas tryin' to jump me
Bitch says "Yo man, I'm done
Cookin up the meth"
It's High Day high Day
Make-a-bitch-wait-outside day
Everybody's smokin'
me
Ninjas tryin' to jump me
Bitch says "Yo man, I'm done
Cookin up the meth"
It's High Day high Day
Make-a-bitch-wait-outside day
Everybody's smokin'
every penny is spent
To help make our community strong
So that our legacy continues on
Now I’m not gonna read the scriptures that I’m saying
You need
it? Got it, got it sexy, erotic
El carrito mío, she ride it
Dale Chris Brown, put it down for the pound
(Woo)
Eastside, simmer down
It's too late
class ya fake ass
Couldn't stop a nigga wit brake pads I'm way pass
Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get
We don’t sneak diss
We gon sneak up hit ya miss
We don’t sneak diss
And this shit it do not miss
Ah
Yuh
With my vatos talking shit
We don’t sneak
transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds won't
really easy, It's not that hard
Free all my dawgs locked behind them bars
If she seen me, then she seen the stars
I ain't tryna kick it 'til my roof got
Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,
smashing, make it jump like everlasting
God body Ramadan, thirty day fasting
Six two brown skin fellow with the Caesar fade
360 waves, side burns with
boy think he tuff he got a stick now
Chopper make him dance like that boy chris brown
2 sticks boutta hit me a lick now
Plug on the phone i need my shit
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