Lyrics:
ate it all
We made a good movie, rated R
Good noise, that's good music, no Kanye, I'm on the runway
Teterboro, Learjet, Round trip, that's a good
[Chris Brown:]
I'm gon get this far as you let it,
girl I can promise that you won't regret it
[RichGirl:]
I usually smile and wave, wave, wave, wave
Hey
can't play no home games, fuck it's all good
Stand on what you believe in like Martin Luther King would (facts)
Free Sheff G, the game can't wait
of the torment/
Till inkling of performance, still thinking of us dormant/
cnd so it be, who hold close and kept dear/
were left there, won't know folks by next
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
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,
niggas fall off that blow
One day they got it all and ain't got shit to show
So I came to my natures I had to cut that hoe
So know I'm feeling happy I'm
niggas fall off that blow
One day they got it all and ain't got shit to show
So I came to my natures I had to cut that hoe
So know I'm feeling happy I'm
up, you should call me Chris Brown
He was dissing on my cuddy till we caught him by the bounds
Caught a plug, tap in, so we get it by the pounds
Try
get on the floor
And all my brown bones get on the floor
Then you mix it up and you call it Creole
(Creole!) When I look real good
(Creole!)
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
like Chris Brown but I tell lil mama to run it
Fuck her good and slide it into her Stomach
While she jumps to assumptions Let's gets back to this money
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
one all
In all, they gave me magazines, tea
Some better soap than the prison's soap
An earphone radio, and extra chow
There's Chris
Who gave me
[mc chris]Tim Chandler, New Pop. How are you, sir?
[Tim Chandler]I'm good, how are you?
[mc chris]I'm great, sir. And you?
[Tim Chandler]Ha...ha...I'm
down
they left me with no guidance like Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Green light cause I'm going to the top
But it's at red cause
bro
I know you scared you not gonna accept it bro
You know, you lose it bro, Chris you piece of shit bro
Brown, you auto tuned dog motherfucker I’m not
of the Brown is sounding good to my ear
We are getting down so you might as well admit it
And if you're talkin shit then you might as well quit it
The Mexican
like an autumn leave spinning
Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown
In the city did you find, the good times you had in mind
Indigenous child,
they mouth open
Cause they gots to talk down
Scope and diamond grind
Watch I open up my trunk
Showin nuthin but surround
It's all good
Yes they don't
they mouth open
Cause they gots to talk down
Scope and diamond grind
Watch I open up my trunk
Showin nuthin but surround
It's all good
Yes they don't
up in his arms
I was blinded by his charm and I couldn't see
Like the story of little red riding hood
The big bad wolf was up to
Up to no good
got a leg
Don't repeat what I said, don't say what you saw
I did what I did, that was it, that was all
I whip out iron, problem resolved
That bitch got
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