Lyrics:
memba fi raid you cousin tool shop
Fi di two strap and di knife inna di shoes box
You father still sell cigaret, Chris
If no open pack inna di stash, tek
me holla at somebody real
Aight look, I got the perfect person for you, hold on
Bleek, line two
Listen shorty, you wanna roll just give me
100 reasons that I love you
A to Z, I'm BabyTron
Hear a beat, I'm killing shit
They say I'm Coach E, James Bond
Feeling just like Future
Got two
to this sound
Word to Kevin Powell, I would say this to Chris Brown
Some still see you as a scary dude
And there’s some white folk just waiting to bury you
lame ass would run up on me
but chad moss you better be protected by the army, PUSSY
(2x)
fuck bow wow
fuck em
fuck bow wow
fuck em
fuck bow wow
old
racks
She said that shit impressive
Like Chris Brown in Stomp Thе Yard
Get shot while you steppin'
My niggas likе walkin' 'round
With automatic weapons
On that finger next to the finger you flipped at me
And there's no in between me and you, only me and you
Who else gon' put it on ya like the Rule?
On that finger next to the finger you flipped at me
And there's no in between me and you, only me and you
Who else gon' put it on ya like the Rule?
I can't let you pass me by
I've been calling for you
My heart's torn in two
All the broken hearted
gather round
I gotta story to tell u
I met this
on everybody,
And guess who's up next... kick it!
[Dave]
L-I-L-D-A-V-E; four feet shorty of the crew.
Just let me get on the mic and show you what I can do.
(Feat. Nas, Foxy Brown, Amerie)
[Chorus:]
Said it ain't to much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it
All the things I do
Yeah
Yeah yeah
I've been watching you
Bring your body next to mine
Yo
They say that lust will make a man rush
into situations where
Uppercut a nigga in the chin so he know what's up
Take a bitch down Chris brown if she down to fuck
Ring around the rosie dizzy need another cup
Patek
Then I met Sin,
Sweating the viking
A brown skinned fox, slim just like I like them
"What? Sweating you? Picture that, nerd. Please"
Anyway,
on my mind at the time
But when you said
"I told you I'm a fucking rule breaker," I followed your lead
Like a sheep guided by a lone wolf
Next thing I
her she gon' tell you like this
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
She said make luv, just make luv, just make luv to me
Right now (just do it),
the friends if I have to
Lemme not say c word before I get pressed
Nigga by who by Piru give a fuck like boo-hoo
Nigga who nigga who is you (He said it twice)
Get money on em
Get money on em
Broke Nigga what a loser and a dummy
Lummy
Could of been in Hollywood how I act funny on em
09 Chris brown how I run
The sun goes up the moon goes down
The leaves are green, the leaves are brown
And all I do is dick around
I don't care what you do, dick around, I
too
And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah)
I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you?
Once by my mom, pops the other two
Child abuse kid, ward
too
And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah)
I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you?
Once by my mom, pops the other two
Child abuse kid, ward
to her to the rhythm of a hi-hat
She got a beautiful mind, you can't buy that (uh-uh)
And the sight of her behind when she walk on by
Make a nigga
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
too were ushered in by ol' Doc Brown
When we made our first debaut ah he needed his dimes
And there were times he'd receive a fee
But he would pass it
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