Lyrics:
don't bluff
Step inside my Circle and we'll show how ruff
And it's on
[CHORUS 2: Kardinal Offishall]
Yo my team gets down to da "Brown Brown Brown"
Down
(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown
Ma, have you
(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown
Ma, have you
of Christmas
Taking the Chris out of Christmas
Yeah so I remember this time
Back in eighth grade
Me and Chris were playing Team Fortress two
Because I turned him
remember my perfume, on you
After I
[Chris Brown]
Sex you girl
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
Hope you come back for more
[Rich Girl]
Will
Great Scott (woo)
Ladies
I'm gon' need you all to back away from the door (woo)
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies
You are not
Great Scott (woo)
Ladies
I'm gon' need you all to back away from the door (woo)
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies
You are not
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
to lie
Whities like to do it worse than anybody around
I am not no racist just an observer of life
You could take me down
But you aint chris brown
You cant
could take me down
But you aint chris brown
You cant take me down
Bish you aint chris brown
You cant take me down
Bish you aint chris brown
You cant
Chris
Two bitches tellin' me they do sniff
What do you know?
So much wax in this bitch, smokin'
You'd thinkin' I'm fuckin' mad or too soft
(?)
Nah,
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but ima run it
S-O da business man I’m cunning
Step ona scene you know I’m stunting
If I see a goal ima punt it
Yeah I love
[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
looking for two threes like Jordan
I'm a free man, Morgan
Brozki's a hazard, thorgan
I told the cats, don't text, call in
I need a brown thing like Chris
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
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.
[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
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,
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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