Lyrics:
was made up
But I was told that Christian said he'll
Make me do what he wants
From that moment he was a dub
I got no time if you ain't acting right
it's just a human being thing
We're pulling out all stops
'cause it's time give heartbeat props
People, get ready for the heartbeat props
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
and meets with a sudden collision
Yo we bring it back ten times more efficient
[Oracle]
Yo yo yo yo we rock harder than jams by Vincer Carter
Using art
back to benny row
Bitches in my kitchen with the semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap and his body
get down to Brazil
If the weather's right, fuck it, I come down to chill
I got a briefcase of Euros and Indian money
Every time I'm in customs, they
fist in the sky If you stand for change
It's time to do what's right
Take your brother by the hand 'cause together we gonna fight
It's time stop
we gonna do? (I don't know)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now how we gonna get through? (I don't know)
Can't go left (uh uh) can't go right (uh uh)
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
bigger than the jaws of Dizzey Gilespie
Nigga the nigga won't let me
That's why when I get my shit I snipe like Wesley
You fuckin wit my right
What can I say? Another day round the Sun
Moving inch by inch
The millimeters scrubbed
In specific places they still leave a body hung
Fire dry my
You took my attention away so hard now I just can't focus
Jet black hair and your dark brown skin, everything so golden
Slim or big, really don't
stars are lame
They be praying on my downfall
That's why I can't win the game
Losing by 10, 20 coins
Y'all better be ashamed
When you lose again next time
right baby
No more one times baby
I just know
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We' make it by
rather be stung by bees than be fuckin' with birds
I say this shit all the time until I'm touchin' her curves
Or 'til it's time to pet the pussy like
redruM then I steal your soul
You won't RIP I'm Brown and my mind is vast
Ill invert this bitch and go back to the past
I'm a time terror rest and
And you
(yeah, yeah, right)
Yes, it took a little time
Just to grown a nigga, but I've grown since then
And I promise, we gon' keep it solid
Keep away all
howlin' for more
Brown skin honey, I love
Got a Whitesnake mama
You want to shake it mama
Got a Whitesnake mama
Come an' let it crawl on you,
Just
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
put that on my rep
When I'm on that brown liquor, got a mean two-step
To the left, to the right, it's about that time
And you ain't never heard that
of his hand, like time
And no sickle can cut the weed grown on this land which is owned by none
Where an hourglass stands with the precious seconds
at night
The moon will illuminate my room and soon I'm consumed by my doom
Once upon a time nobody gave a f***
It's all said and done and my c***'s been
Brown or Trayvon
Shit is still shit no matter what plate it's ate on
So accident or not we're trying to stop these Walter Scotts
But give them seven days,
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