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triggered
Guess that's just the come up
Too much heat chris brown and gunna
I'm feeling on top, but they want me under
Run up on me
I got plenty guys
They

Emerald / Burgundy

Juvenile

Indigo [Extended]

2019

clown dance (bitch)
If you make it clap for me, bitch, I'm pullin' out bands (Shut the fuck up)

Fuckin' to some Chris Brown, king of R&B (B)
She want

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

charged her ass a whole band like I'm Chris brown
It's still free the bro I know he slidin
Knockin shit down
Slidin thru the city ima big fish in a big town

said and done
Tag me in like we playing games in primary school
Just like Chris Brown, I'm a light skinned guy who's making moves
I'm beating all these

hit the Chris Brown
Chunking up the deuces
Niggas throwing shots but they missing till they missing
Oh you called? I'm too busy in the city
Must have

brain like a star in space
You call it art but you pulled out my heart
And you twisted it into a new shape
Yeah, I'm dive bombing again and again

Tough Luv

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

need each other more than ever, don't leave me by myself..

[Chris]
Young Chris... (check it)
Young Neef..
Together for ever, Neef & see
I give

You're tuned into 
BROWN DOWN & DANGEROUS
This is what I been thru
Introducing the lifestyle that made me crazy

What's crackin homie! its Maldito

her down like Chris Brown after every meal
This TikTok'er
Ass popper
I ask proper
Get the number she hotter than the last, I gotta
Plan something, no

love back into your late night
Ain't gotta be nothin' more than one more drink and maybe
I can take the blue out of your brown eyes, baby
Woo, mm, oh

Kiss
Written by: Krys K

Get ya lips ready
Pucker up baby
Right here on this brown round
That's the spot where it's going down

She could neva be me

the Champagne
Dope my medication 
7 grams I'm facing 
God is amazing 
Molded by the pain 
I see through the fame 
I still got my soul 
I still use my brain 
Lion

I'm fucking your bitch
We chill and smoke weed and shit
We pluck out the stems
Then I put my seed in her
Call me Chris Brown
Cause I am just beating her

lead you to hell
Well
I know that I ain't an angel
I'm foxy but fucked up like I'm Mangle
Interpretation, my brain works in an angle
My logic is like

or it didn't happen
I ain't tripping off attention boy I been had it
Get a little Chris Breez
But don't do back flips
I've been handling biz in a new

me pussy have to prove it
She want the Ruth Chris
I guess she feeling exclusive?
Fuck it lady lets get groovy
Float to the moon
Ain't coming back I'm

it's wide and tall
Like Yao Ming, its gon' touch the ceiling
Like Chris Brown, Its From Wall To Wall (BloodClat!)
Pulling the strings like a mariachi man

and ya like how
Wow
My momma ain't know what to do wit me
Heart worn and torn like loose debris
Been praying to GOD since pubity
Had to much pride in these

the cocaine, drugs, what a turnabout
You don't got no reason to judge me
Life's a bitch this is Chris Story
I've must've lost my brain
But I was young so I

What have you seen? What have you been through?
Yo, likkleman you wanna stunt on who?
I know Chris Brown, Chris Brown don't know you
About gully-side,

you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown

times nigga ain't no better
I wish that I could love you right and I want you to hold me all up through the night
I guess you could say I'm blinded by my

and hide

Look at me now
Feel to hot like the verse
In the song came from Chris Brown
Better watch out
Climbing up in the game
Don't need fame or an ounce