Lyrics:
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
I be loved by ladies, I'm the brown Chris Brown
Matter fact, call me The Brown Breezy who's
Seh wah
Well, I waan send out dis now fi di man name Chris Brown
Get on wit di gyal dem from his hometown to outta town
Haha, seh wah
So mi nuh
the curves that
Could stop moving traffic
I'mma tap that ass
If it puts me in a casket
I heard about Chris Brown
He was driving his girl around
And then
I feel it's time we shape back up, baby
It's that time of year again
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y'all only rock with me 'cause I'm
The thing is, real legends aren't born by achieving a great feat once
After the first time, you are expected to do it again
And again
And again
Said
brown sugar
Sippin' on the brown liquor
You the client, you the bartender
I love it when you take
Love it when you give
You never miss the order
Off
and catch the monkeypox
I'm just sayin' y'all do know how it be gettin' spreadin'
I disrespect niggas every year and I don't regret it (I don't)
Let's talk
Higher and higher finally we reach heaven
Come back to earth and then we do it all again
Yeah
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell
the flame
Ready to send yall ass off down the drain
Bish its Mr. Killa Winston came thru wit tha bang
Shut it all down i curtained you right by the reign
Its
If you in the spot?
You can do this
Put your hands up top to the music
Just wave, wave, wave
Just wave, wave, wave
[Chris Brown:]
Hey pretty lady
(Charlie Brown - "All good things must end")
believe it!
(Charlie Brown - Ive memorized that phrase by heart)
and you were born for this part
(Charlie
it, leather jacket like Slash did
Face melted off the acid
I bought 40 dimes of the yia-yia
Downtown Brown, Julie Brown know the hoochies wanna do me
gotta check my schedule, yeah, yeah
He does it again, six speed wins
He does it again, six speed wins
He does it again, six speed wins
He does it
Poop brown is the color of rhymin' that I do
I'm talkin' smooth and movin' groovy cause I'm thick like poo
Outta town is where you're sendin' UPS
and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,
none of it he ain't no little kid now
He squares up to Kirby who really don't look that big now
And really can't do shit now but pay Chris what he owes
and now she feel a way when I tell her ass look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now like I’m Chris brown
Look at me now like you been around
Bitch look
Higher and higher finally we reach heaven
Come back to earth and then we do it all again
Yeah
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
"None of that's true"
We do it not you
That' why I got you
Stuck on
To my style like glue!
The crew
Definitely is back again
But I'm
"None of that's true"
We do it not you
That' why I got you
Stuck on
To my style like glue!
The crew
Definitely is back again
But I'm
gangster having an oh w having fun by the night ain't done
It's time for the hit and run
But you best believe I'm Brown and proud (Brown and proud)
It's
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