Lyrics:
respect bitch you dub I stand on a hunnit you ain’t Chris brown you ain’t never gon run it if I want it right now imma get it stop fronting if the dick too
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
Sweet little brown darling
Crystal clear what we've started
I know, I know
That you're too split
Split like banana, say nada, don't say sh*t
Would you
to each his own and this ghetto inhabitant
Watch dem niggas that be close to you
And make sure they do what they supposed to do
'Cause you know they be
for life
'cause if you life by the gun, die by the gun
Came from the slums where it ain't no fun
Somebody killed her only son
Who's gonna take his
Ouuuuu
Pretty brown
I can't wait to see you
Walk this way
Pretty brown
I can't wait to hear you
Call my name
First time I met you
You was new
fried rice and throw dice
In the hood, you think this is all good?
Till the cowboys roam through like Clint Eastwood
I wish you would come to Chinatown
again
Let it go
There goes the fear
Close your brown eyes
And lay down next to me
Close your eyes, lay down
'Cos there goes the fear
Let it go
You turn
all in all I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train PS I love you
Write to the Brown's just as soon as you're able they came around to call
I've
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
take this risk
Uh
I want you to come close
Come close
Come close
Come close
Come close
Come close
Come close
I want you to come close
Come close
Come
you back so we can kill your ass again"
Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm 'posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
concealed pics
Projects reveal tricks, make progress, ill flips
Like Clint, each bar weighs a ton but still hits
Keep my wards moving, Darth's feeling so-so
room table
Now let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close but darling, by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
PS
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
Brown skin 5'2 and she fine too
Libra good vibes baby I knew
Big dope all smoke right behind you
Fat ass giving its the smile too
I don't gotta
you by the hand?
What's the matter with you
My lovely brown eyed man?
How come I can feel you shaking?
They want me bad, now bad I'll be
They
room table
Now let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close but darling, by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
PS
room table
Now let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close but darling, by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
PS
Blue like past thoughts
Brown like your eyes
Just enough time
I can't think now
You're too close and I
Might be too nice
These New York nights
Got
a thing
I'll go see you at work and then on Sundays for church
And even leave room for some space
She's my Little Redhead
With those brown eyes
She's close
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
by me
Promise things that he would buy me
If I kept my mouth close and don't tell mommy
He said one day I'll understand little me
Was in you to side me
room table
Now let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close but darling, by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
PS
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