Lyrics:
floor
We out year round like Lonzo
So I can't call you wife
My gang right by my side
The boys are back in town and I'ma choose them every time
You was my
Cos the bigger picture make me wanna let go
Keep yo distance nigga you ain't with this nigga
Treat my dicc like Chris Brown come and kiss kiss with you
with a kiss kiss
Chris Brown with the Kit Kat
Beat the pussy up dead flat
On yo Punk Shit yeah I did that
Wearing Thrasher but you dead trash
Come
plays like I'm coach Curry holding the clipboard (yeah)
I take time out, I got Warriors on my bench, Chris Paul
Whenever I'm triggered my trigger finger
the things that you used to do...
Momma I dedicate this one to you
Sing with the song of Chris Brown, Mama lyrics!
[Chorus]
It's straight from
drunk too
Ask my boys no I not the type to drink
But one thing I know life go by in a blink
So every once in a while I call my girls and we link
They be
I hear the sleigh bells jingle-dingin', merry children gaily singin' songs of good cheer
It comes around every December, happy feelings we remember
eyes
Want your love and intimacy, baby I want the life
Wanna feel your body on me, rubbing, gush up all the time
Wanna kiss all on your body, want your
be your skipper
I'll give you a kiss for every time you make me smile
I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while
Longer and I'm gettin' stronger
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
Every time we spit you appreciate this Black Drop
You are officially a member of the culture
It feels good like when member enters vulva
From LA to Dover
but a Creator's gifted hands
As in, I hear heaven when I think of you
It sounds like that Chris Brown song we sang as kids
As if we knew the magnitude
decided to reach out anyway
I know we didn't spend too much time together so I wanted to catch you up on a few Things
For starters, I go by Saint and I've
kiss me sweetly
It keeps me up at night thrown back into reality
If only love were true and guys like you said, "sorry"
Maybe this would work but we
bitches at the same time
Gotta watch yo step around my niggas
We don't play around
Person place or thing
Blow it down
That's a dead noun
RIP my nigga, got
Keep you by my side all the time like we Siamese
You some good fortune take you out get some Chinese
And you graceful do your thang with the ease
Got
One time
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the ill na na (yeah, see'mon, yeah, see'mon)
Destination
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
many flows don't know what to pick now
I got bitches on my dick
Flow hit like Chris brown
Yuh all these bitches sick
But then I come around
Yuh party's
treat the beat like Rih and I just turn Chris Brown
Every time I come around it goes from smiles to frowns
Cause I'm the bully of the class I be fucking
solid, don't be solid
Confuse me when they fuck me over, I thought we was vibin'
Childhood like Chris Brown and Drake's song, no guidance
If anybody
'Cause we're all slaves
Well can't you see in our lives
In the four corners of our minds
You know it's only a matter of time
Before we lose all our rights
movie stars too
See my homie Snoop, we doin' what we do
Don't matter where we at, Miami or Vegas
Every time you ask me, yeah I'm a player
(Beotch)
we gonna be together
You gotta give a little more
Can't count the times
That I
I can't count the times
I can't count the times
Mm no
I can't count
_ "Every Little Thing")
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