Search results for 'get at ya by chris brown' Page #40

Wanna get to know ya
Can we chat for a bit
What are your interests
Who you be with
Five shots of Tito’s
Now we both lit
Last call for alcohol
That time

[Chris Brown:]
I'm the type of guy to supersize
your life and turn it all around
Up and down, round and round
with me theres no backing down
So take

Forensic worlds held by the ten
With gentle life, a soft kind of sin
Do write this rhythm of tranquility
When I'm changing Armageddon

Brown recluse

What Cool Breezes Do

Digable Planets

Reachin' (A New Refutation of Time and Space)

1993

to the ones who lack respect
The rest, just get your ticket pronto and jet, but please

You gotta do what ya feel
Do what ya feel
If it's real

Check out

nigga to me, boy, sit down
I'm a real puncher, nigga, like Chris Brown
Everywhere I go, nigga, got my jewels out
Like a union worker, always got a tool

Stuffing these woods by the eighth now
She do what I say I'm her dad now
Put yo legs in da air when you lay down
Got her buss'n like sum mf k rounds

of the barrel
Some see that I got potential, some act visually impaired
In the future, look at me now, I know Chris Brown got my Ciara

I'ma do everything I was

kiss me But she loves me so she understands
The passion that I'm discovering delivering
c newborn baby with my own hands
Looked in his deep, dark-brown

emotion
Ya peepin what I'm postin
Comeback season
Since day 1 been the Coldest

Notice
Might just slam u down
Call me otis
Hocus
Pocus
Ridin by my doley
Ain

Dion-ugh
Yeah, I just wanna bone ya
I'm just tryna get a lil bread, no cold cuts
I'm just tryna get a lil head, no shoulders
Made the kitty get super wet, no

Zoom

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

head home
You in the red zone, nigga
Get ya head gone
Don't hear me on the chirp, nigga
That's the fed phone
Talkin' 'bout the work
Nigga, you dead

hundred count bedding Stay up in the biz Pearl 227 
I do it like me two deuce deuce seven 
Guess I do it Chris-ly (Chris Lee) Count Dooku get him 
MVP, Ya

Get Up

Chamillionaire

Step Up

2006

Ragtime, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock

You tryin', admit it
But you just can fight the feelin' inside
You know it

vultures, feed on ya
Any sign of weakness, gone cost ya
Just might end up in a coffin
Meet me at the blacktop, for a one hoe
But get caught by yaself we gone

we known to kill
(We known to kill)
Ya clique like dogs Mike Vick im am
(We known to kill)
Treat em like Rihanna Chris Brown I am like,
(We known

Glock singing like Chris Brown the first (Breezy)
I only pop perc's (With figi)
I don't even do that to be honest (Nope)
Ill shit, like I doodled

of inches, I meant feet
I took a hit
Of the rat shit
Stanky like my pit
I'm getting so gassed (Yeah)

Call me Chris Brown 'cause I'm boutta beat a bitch
Don't

down Chris Brown bowtie

[Cassie:]
I'm a bad bad woman but you already know
I'm hard to handle baby I need a animal
You can't understand it I'm so stupid

It’s a pack of swishers
Sitting on the couch If you need em
Seen some kitties walking by
And Ima dog so I eat em
He can try to run and hide
Til

suck on my dick, it's no flirting
I need to get the Maybach with no curtains
Either I be by myself or I'm working
Gotta get cash, I know that's my

Chris brown
Phone bugging they buzzing this is b town
If you aint bout money don't come round
Counting all this money green thumb now
Re up in the morning

Rappin with motion, so look at me now
[I'm Poppin.] Call A nigga Chris Brown
Bow Wow I'm Built Like A Doggie
My vision is foggy
Hop up like I'm Froggy

at me now I'm tending to these bars
No Chris Brown
Give me one hit
I’ll direct it
Straight to your frown
Out for the count
6ft deep with this beat in

I'm touching your spots like bingo (Bingo)
This gas in my blunt is a pre roll
She said flower can you be my hero (Hero)
But Chris brown said we don't