Lyrics:
you want the sweet love
You are the brown sugar I need
Taste good when it drip like a honey bee
You are the brown sugar I need
Taste good when it drip
it gone be
Trick or treat
Huh... break it down
Darkskin Chris brown ima bout to take you down
She my queen I just replaced a ring for a crown
Pretty
And I'm a get it
'Till my getting things is over with (Uh huh)
And why not love?
Look what you got love
You get me all charged up
Expect me to stop
Brown sugga brown brown sugga
Fuck an ex bitch I'll rather be with ya
Fasho
Brown sugga brown brown sugga
Love the way you ride know its no comparing
brown
Pretty brown, brown skin
Your pretty brown
You're everything
You're powerful in every way
In your pretty brown
I love yes I do
Your pretty
Brown
Fuck with Chris Brown but I wanna fuck Karrueche
This off the dome you ain't know I could do this
Yeah
And I'm gonna slide like I'm Toosie
Jody
raised you, bitch
Birdman got an army, Birdman got a navy
And Cash Money can't save you
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin'
ain't know that when I turned my back, you was gon' stab me
You don't love me, you love what I do, you love my actions
Street niggas be phony too, not
wit ya boi Bow Wow
And dat boi Chris Brown
All I wanna do is see you take it to the ground
Bring it up slow
Twerk dat thing like dem girls in da
when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
I need a whole village to plumage yea
The nigga is here the city is scared
You got the throne then I
Ima take my time with you
Tryna take you down Chris brown, if you down baby
Swimming in your waters think I'm going down
Lemme drown baby
Just
feeling like I'm Chris, Chris
This shit really got me feeling like Chris
With no Brown it
Got me asking questions like this
What's wrong with me?
Even
Hmm
Elephant Man
C. Breezy
Chris Brown for the ladies
(Big tune)
Baby look at it startin' to sweat
Grind it on me
I told her
I told
Lookin' at this boy I'ma call him McDreamy
I was wonderin' if he got good Dick Cheney
Got a Lamborghini so the doors go high
In a button down Chris Brown
prolly say that I'm trippin'
Throw the left hand, you duck that one
This right bitch won't miss you
Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no
really tryna fuss or fight
You got my love
Turned up to the max (Max)
I just want this love to last
Yea
You so sexy
You got me ready (Ready)
You so young
on keepin' her around, So I put some rings on her (Yeah)
The way I take her down, Chris Brown ain't got nun on me
Love like this don't come around often, I
a nigga turned Blood, I came out the blue
They like, "Damn who's Drake, where's wheelchair Jimmy at?"
On my Chris Brown shit, I'm still here, gimme that
To love you anymore,
My world just seemed to stop,
While I stood there so close to you,
They changed your name from Brown to Jones,
And mine from Brown
clear and cloud
Brown baby brown baby
As years roll by i want you to walk
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
hit her
"Well if you ain't love her why'd you go back to bed with her?"
But I didn't, now the hon badgering
I don't know, maybe it's me, maybe I
Dont do your supply, ima always smoke bud
Laid back nigga, the honeys show me love
When it come to you niggas
I don't fuckin trust
Keep at a distance til
Maljhai!
I say it do it, then I done it
I'm so true, I'm so one hunnit
Chris brown how I run it, Michael Dickson how I punt it
If you love me give me
you my darling
I love you with all my heart
Tomorrow we might have been married
But ramblin' has kept us apart
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
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