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I can make the load do a somersault
Grinding all winter so I can take the summer off
Kick my feet up get my dick suck at the same time
Say she like

I can't act like I ain't supposed to be
Here with all my people roses at my feet
Fans in the stand know the man by the scar
The ones that's on my

know you, then it's pay day
Humina humina, back fist, out my way, aye
No Chris Brown, fuck her, make her look at me now
When I'm in the pussy, say

pissed off finna turn up
Hella easy I get worked up
Fuck a drive by we gon run up
Im gon suffocate his baby
Send his child straight to hades
Since a pussy

bitch prob got herpes, I can't let her hurt me
I'll take yo bitch on a trip to New Hampshire cause you ain't got shit, me I got all the answers
She said

I come through don't make a sound
Chucking the deuce like Chris Brown
He get move quick like bricks by the pound
Careless who before me cause I'm here

it
Like Chris brown ima run it

They want me to lose
They don't want me to win
They don't want me to stack
They want me to starve
You ain't cooling

to mention the smell
The heat is on in Saigon
Is there a war going on?
Don't ask, I ain't gonna tell 

[ENGINEER]
Ah, Monsieur Chris! Monsieur John!
You've

Shit Got Damn Lyrics

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Shit God damn
In the club, jumpin', let the party begin
And I got 'em like, shit God damn
VIP that's our

Black and brown call me miles morales
But where my Peter Parker
A teacher in armor
Mister Miller
But he pulled the trigger
I'm with the killers
Knew

a kick stand these lines hit like I pitch brown
Dank dancing like Chris my opps on edge like it's pits round
The Pedigree real lock down like Beverly they

they say
Bussin' all these scripts
I got them straight off the doctor
Sipping on some Tussin'
Got me feeling like a monster
Ruth Chris with my juice

had to mash it on them RPMs
Know I pull up by 9 pm
Finna wreck it in is Ralph,  shut the internet down
Take it down, wit me no Chris brown
Jordan peele,

bitch
Kick down boy, choppa make you sing like Chris Brown boy
Cowboy, make you hit the motherfuckin' ground boy
Sound boy, make you hear this

minutes away from Cole Road, can't believe I grew up
On the type of music Cole wrote and Chris Brown lemee get a chief reason for why this town
Just got

of these and I need orgies (uh)
I ain't Pimp C, I ain't Bun B
I freak a boss bitch with the homie that ain't round me
Pass her off like I'm Chris Paul

Chris Brown, yeah, huh 
(Just like Chris Brown)
Ain't nobody disrespect me 
In my town, yeah 
(Nobody yeah)

Summer vibes bitch, yeah 
Days get longer

it off, right now
Eyes on me, no doubt
Free trial, I can be your best friend
Chris Brown
So find out
You don't gotta wait to find out
You can hit my

feel like we won’t get bored of each other’s faces
Let me beat it up like my name Chris Brown sugar
We don’t shake hands I only take a kiss
I know it’s

Research

Ariana Grande

Dark Sky Paradise [Bonus Tracks]

2015

tab
When I run into Chris Brown and he laugh cause he know what you know
What I don't, it make me feel like I don't know your ass

I just had to hide,

Come Monday

Jimmy Buffett

Living and Dying in 3/4 Time

1974

a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side

Yes it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains
And now you're off on vacation

Sasquatch

Earl Sweatshirt

Doris

2013

still dope (nope)
But Chris and Rihanna's fuckin' again so there's still hope
Oh fuck, I went there, balling bitch, I'm Ben's hair
Y'all barely

fine as hell call me Chris Brown I'm tryna take you down"
We dip to the room Said you look better when you naked now
I told her arch back cause babygirl

my eardrum
I just hit up Chris and he gon hit me off with work huh
Told em just believe in me and we gon make it work huh
Put that shit on everything I