Lyrics:
ass
That just the kind of love we have
I don’t wanna think of you no more no more no more
and don’t wanna think of you no more no more no more
Brown
played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she
Ain't no Batman and robbin
It's matt n Chris
That's my brother and I love em
He won't neva switch
Had some niggas actin funny
They was wrong for this
But
Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team
tuck em’ in,
If you don’t like me you could suck em' then
Own my masters plus the publishing,
You ain’t seeing the best, best adjust your lens
If your
Will you please take your seats
And clear the isle
Mic check
I be doing things on my own, and ain't no need for a mentor
Girls want to see me
Not Chris Brown but I wanna see you strip for me
Girl I'm tryna tell ya
Now tell me is you single, or do you gotta man
If you do I can do better than
or not.. uhh
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown + (Bubba)]
Ain't a damn thang pretty
From dirt roads to the city, uhh
(You might catch me drunk in the pub)
(Or
you down
Hear yo voice my body go wild
Chris brown come take me down
No time to waste let's do it right now
I ain't tryna be romantic
I just want to do
love me)
I can't wait (the way you touch me)
I can't wait (I can feel it)
I can't wait (all over me)
I can't wait (come on baby)
I can't wait
Anticipated, the love and I'm gone get it
Till the mornin light (mornin light 4x)
Come on baby
I can't wait (the way you love me)
I can't wait (the way you
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
and the bag she chase’n
Running laps that’s basic
You already know so it ain’t no faking
I think my moms been praying
And my Pops done saved me
Sent a brown
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
be something strange
You want me to change it
Fix it and arrange it
What about it this way
Let's fix up the arrangement
Won't even exchange it
Be like
the mornin' won't forget me (hey)
Lately I been missin' California
I am far from perfect but you get me (hey)
Lot of miles gettin' in the way
I just want
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
ain't get pu-bli-ca-ted
But its okay man
Flows stay
Ac-ti-va-ted
And if they judge by the company
You keep
Company doing no good
Then what's to really go
Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin'
You ain't never gon' get on so stop rappin'
H2O comin' this summer so stop askin'
Losing interest
You won't find no better than this
I swear girl if you leave just let me know
So I won't
You been crude
look dumb when you move
off the fence you just
Can't convince you won't change sides
Chris said ain't no way though(no way)
It might be too late though
I trust my gut and move
I got it
I ain’t never got to show that I’m popping
No show no Dough in my pocket
Brown baby just know
You got it
They don’t want you to know
You got
bugging
You on me and they on you I might get into something
Hitters to the right hitters to the left
Bad bitch in the front love to party to death
don't leasing, I own it
Fuck is you wanting?
They wanna use me for something
If they don't get it, they won't fuck with me
If we finesse together, then
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