Lyrics:
promise that I'll be alright I probably just need more time
Before I see you in love
Again with the next boy who's mesmerized
By that brown imperfection in
life, Marques Houston)
Those were the best times of my life
(LDB, if I could change anythin')
Those were the best times of my life
(I wouldn't change
hoped by letting you in, you’d never want to be me
But that was just naïve, caught me crushing coke on a CD
I had just started high school, and it only
history, baby (juke), maybe (juke)
Maybe you and I were meant to be
Maybe (juke) I'm crazy (juke)
We never rolled at the rink
We would just go
by, when we’re descended from kings, when we’re de
Scended from kings, when we’re descended from kings
It’s not enough to be good, when we’re descended
the usual
Langston my cousin I'm with Lenox now
Black as can be I never been this proud
Shook hands in business now
Just call me William IV
And that's Lenny
using Hellblaze
Glock got a beam and I'm blasting it in Cell's face I bet you Chris Brown'll be the one to run Videl's fade
He be lacking on the streets,
level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
And you could bring down my level of concern
Just need you to tell me we're alright, tell me
tall as a mountain
Different breed I could tell by the stares they sick of me
Clubber Lang when the jewelry swing my shit different be
It's glittery
B's, like Chris Brown, better run it
001, but I keep it a hundred, never been bummy you know how I'm boming
Etiquette posture, attire attracting, knew I
Darden, fuck Marsha Clark.
Taking us, when we're in the spotlight, for a joke.
Changing by the day, I see it's getting bigga in my square.
Looking
pretty young fair maid, could you and I agree,
To join our hands in wedlock bands, and married we will be;
We'll join our hands in wedlock bands,
times weren’t so good
You’ve made a tremendous
Sacrifice to really be a great Wife and Mom
I want to thank my children
Marcus, Tre, Chauncey
And Dayo for
Getting followed by the paparazzi
Camouflage, yeah, I'm in brown and khaki
With my hood ting in all-white like a Nazi
Could be Jacquemus, could be
Chris, it's not my name
I said “you must be mistaken”, you said “you are all the same.”
Then you took a seat, you welcomed me into your arms
I said,
heart's not there
Stolen by another kept elsewhere
Beware
But don't stress
Don't forget to love yourself
Or your mind will be left in a mess
Just love your
Come for me
Chris P in action
You'll be one
Divided fraction
Pimp em hoes
Makin that money
Head from you
Is always sloppy
Keep it short
Convos
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
by the hour
Might end up dancing like I’m Chris brown while I beat it like I’m bench pressing Not even pulling out her
Drive time
While she watching
Shrieks of torment could
be heard piercing the murky atmosphere, further
unnerving the petrified captives. Only one seemed
unaffected by all
pretty brown skin girl
5’5 with them natural curls
And she from Toronto, my desi girl
Babygirl, I could change your world
Cuz when you need me by your side
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
I'm faded off to Brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never
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