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the back You can call me a Cop
Nsync with the cup This a lil Dirty Pop
I'm aiming too high There is no need to Stop
Jun Cook in the kitchen Mix up a Kpop
I

Feel like Chris Brown off the takers
Dead end street with no neighbors
Next house I buy, got a lot of acres
Plays lined up like a fuckin' waiter
In

until it's
Money in my hand
That's why wherever I go
And they know it's a show
That it's about to down
Feel like Chris Brown
Y'all niggas said see you

me Chris Brown by how ima do her
Failing a rap I think I need a tutor
Said I make her mad but I'm rooting her tooter
I get me some head but I ain't

told her, girl, I just got off my 9 to 5
I think she want me to stop by
I think that she want some dick up in her night
Smoke one , I don't want no drama

to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris

war with a Brown skin?!
Who wants war with a Black Kid?!
Tell me nigga!
Who want war with a Black Kid?
Shout to my dawgs, by far we got that gold skin

the ceiling chandelier 
We got the blow fish town
We got the flow Chris brown Bussing a dope move 
They get a kick out of this sound 
No we aint moving no nicks

Meteor Hammer

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

you fucking with a hornet's nest
Old shooters in the corner like Hornacek
Young boys that be handling the rock
Chris Paul dish off, hammer in

racks
She said that shit impressive
Like Chris Brown in Stomp Thе Yard
Get shot while you steppin'
My niggas likе walkin' 'round
With automatic weapons

With love on her brain

They not fucking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat

Chris Brown:

I'm a beast I'm a Blank  monster Hollywood livin good need to conquer, love the money love the fame but you know I need it all, Extend

oorgeneem
By Tommy Williams se dansskool
Chris Andrews se brown eyes
Musiek het jou gekies
Ek onthou die eerste keer
Het jy gesê ek moet konsentreer

Ware

They said Rojo it's all on you
I said roger that copy dat
Niggas
Imitators copycats
My mind
Like a cave full of bats
Feel like Chris Brown
Give me

Chris brown 
Aye aye 
If it's smoke then 
Them soldiers they inbound 
Aye ayeeee

Yea Fuck nigga yk how I'm coming 
Fresh asf bitch yk ain't bumming 
If

Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,

I'm just tryna live
It is what it is
Looked at my wrist
The ice is glistening
Mr. Nike call me Chris
The checks is coming in
Cp3 with the assist
She

and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,

Mama [Bonus Track]

Chris Brown

Exclusive [Bonus Tracks/DVD]

2007

1]
I remember Saturday mornin's
Me wakin' up to momma in the kitchen cookin' to Sam Cook and
I was just a young dude, watchin' mornin' cartoons,

cappin for these hoes
Keep the chrome up by my side
Keep this shit up in the rolls
Yeah blue and the red
Which one you gonna chose?
Now she talking like

or eyes closed, let's say open so you
Don't get distracted by the closed creations
You're at the beach

In a modest but comfortable bamboo shack
The colors

[Peedi Crakk]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly
Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs
People

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

plan on comin' with me baby run it (Yeah)
Run it up like Chris Brown
Out at Benny with the wrist now
Show me how you move
Then I roll her on top baby