Lyrics:
bricks
I gave her one Perc', I said, "Girl, we can half-time"
Got some of ya niggas, they ready, they frontline
All of this money, it blowin' my phone
thing
[Chorus:]
Every time I think about her
I can't make up my mind
Well it's hard to explain
Just the way I feel about her
Well I'll tell you
to complain (oh yeah)
About every single thing
[Chorus]
Every time I think about her
I can't make up my mind
Well it's hard to explain
Just the way I
That was August '93 time to dip,
I hade warrants in the town an I was hot as shit,
Every time I got stopped,
Nigga went to jail,
Treat me bad 'cause
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Layin here
All out of ideas
Ain't picked up the phone
In so damn long
I got the lights off
And I aint sleep bout a week
You
to judge
A cover by it's fucking book
'Cause I'm a poet at my best
A rapper at my worst
I'm just tryna inspire people
Through every single verse
And you know
at a place where people can be they truest selves. We at the improv, gettin' roasted by Lewis Belt
That nigga funny and cool as hell. I love these sunny days,
maker
All day singin', supper on the ground
Old folks and youngins, gather 'round
Every kind of fiddle you ever did see
Come along merry and sit by me
it's done
Because we've all gone for the same thing every time
Some more shows to go and play
I think of her almost every day
But we all need something
touch ya
Kiss up and rub up and feel up
Kiss up and rub up and feel up on you
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I'm gonna kiss up
Holding out for you and me
Pulled down his birthday suitcase
Brown with dust from no place
Said, "I think its time we made a start"
Danced the waltz
Holding out for you and me
Pulled down his birthday suitcase
Brown with dust from no place
Said, "I think its time we made a start"
Danced the waltz
the captain
Reminiscing blowing Levittown brown in the bathroom
on the prowl getting tatted like
Fuck it we’ll be poppin' soon
For now we broke stealing Ipods
See here's the thing
[Chorus]
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
We have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
That was August '93 time to dip,
I hade warrants in the town an I was hot as shit,
Every time I got stopped,
Nigga went to jail,
Treat me bad 'cause
Chris Brown's debut
Ain't heard bars like this since "a mili" who they kidding
Who they killing ain't mine busy unless they tryna hit me
Try to take shots
She said every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around
If I had one chance to go back in time I'll kiss your sweet lips
And do my
See here's the thing
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
predator killin any competetor
You can throw a better this
Nigga we on some betterish
Im still stuntin every ways through
The mind it is hip a hop doctor im
You
All I want is you
I just want to see your face
And every shade of blue
I just want you
And I just want to do
All the things we said
They are
)
Every time we touch babe
I feel safe babe
I feel safe babe (with you )
I feel safe ( coz every time )
Every time we kiss babe
I wonder babe do I
to kill
Like my name was Micheal Vick
Prime time in the filed __ I'm going touchdown every pick
Drill them in and slim them out
My bars from
Black and brown call me miles morales
But where my Peter Parker
A teacher in armor
Mister Miller
But he pulled the trigger
I'm with the killers
Knew
exchange numbers
I told her I'll be at her crib by a quarter to six
We can go get a bite little lady,
Or chill at the mall and catch a flick
If that's
_ "Every Little Thing")
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