Lyrics:
to the wind
I was kind of hoping
I could be joking but
I can't hide a thing
Oh baby when you shine for me
Those baby brown eyes now just for me, oh oh
Get
to the wind
I was kind of hoping
I could be joking but
I can’t hide a thing
Oh baby when you shine for me
Those baby brown eyes now just for me, oh oh
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
close my eyes, you're by my side
With the chocolate skin
The dark hair and those brown eyes
I see you in my Cadillac dreams
I made up my mind by the end
Verse 1 :
She gives me chile like Alexis
Girl, you’re my teacher I’m at your lesson
See you sniffing all that chalk yeah we’re seshing
I don’t
goes)
I cant get enough of
Holding on to your touch (Holding on to you)
Not letting you go (There is something bout that)
Brown sugar
It's something bout
Hey Connor, yeah, I can't wait
We're going to Nashville
Yay, Nashville
Hey, do you think that maybe were gonna meet Garth brooks
Yeah,
pretty Just like Madonna pretty like Whitney Houston see you in every Woman I see you in every woman Yeah niggas know how we dumbin Yeah and I can't dance
Brown
Break it down
You see this is a beatdown and I am Bushido Brown
Break it down
If I'm to be beheaded for the words that I say
Let those very same
villains for the undertow
See I'm fly
At least I try
To make it real
Doodle Guy
Make you flail
Sauron's Eye
Then feel so good just like apple pie
Hit it with
you want the sweet love
You are the brown sugar I need
Taste good when it drip like a honey bee
You are the brown sugar I need
Taste good when it drip
Watch out for your step
They can't know your next move
They look at my drip and they just copy that too
See I got the fitted on
You asking what it do
In the label I'm Russ
In the trap I'm Rick Ross
Double M, Goldman Sachs
Just like Omar and Khloe
You can't dial for the packs
I sent you right
all witches in throw'em in ditches
if you front to this you just kit stitches
down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
should I begin trancept by
Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run
Sneak (dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower
listening (woo)
I need you all to back away from the door
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown (I'm back)
(Pull up, pull up) can't believe
listening (woo)
I need you all to back away from the door
We are trying to make way for Chris Brown (I'm back)
(Pull up, pull up) can't believe
sippin' on some brown
Won't you come trips to California?
We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down
Know around the world get nasty
And I'mma
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
Lil Bih tell me all I do is talk about money. I said girl, f**k you
Brown paper bag money
We all about the fast money
This that stunna baby cash
Lil Bih tell me all I do is talk about money. I said girl, f**k you
Brown paper bag money
We all about the fast money
This that stunna baby cash
a Bodega TV - end scene
Wake up, black out, like where have I been
Brown liquor, a lil' green
See I've been tryna match the fact that you were never on my
It's Kenny sippin' Henny
Rhymes slicker than Teflon
At Stoolbend High, I'm the black Zac Efron
And when I meet a shorty, you know
We're goin'
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