Lyrics:
to meet him, while walking round the town
Just shake him by his fat old hand and give him half a crown
His eyes will beam and sparkle and gurgle with
missing
Just like the roof is, riding in that Chris Brown
Two seater deuces, peeling like I skip town
Pocket full of brick money, neck full of black gold
to take the pain away
When I'm just getting by couple
Million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like
I got a game today
And everybody ain't gon'
that bitch
And man that bitch was salty If I was in the whip I would've
Chris Brown that bitch beat her down then I would've drowned the chick
Under
One, two
Yes, The Roots layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out with my man Malik be
We call him Sla-xon
Ya know what I'm sayin? We in effect
Mo like
to maintain to You,
Yo love is all Rizzle wanna Gain never bring you any Pain,
Let's slow Dance off Romance,
So we can get it on and Poppin' like Chris Brown
Chris Brown moves
I'm just doin my thangs 아직까지 기억해
듣곤 했던 rap songs now they call it boom bap
Wu-tang, gang starr, biggie and pac
새로 태어났지 I was like
man,
and I shouldn't be bothered by people like you."
"Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend
me a nickel...?" "Get out,
the waterfall, with you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Just like
like
Old songs like
Now everybody's screaming "hol' up...
This ain't Kendrick Lamar
Man where is my money I'm just tryna see a star
I'm just tryna hear
like
Old songs like
Now everybody's screaming "hol' up...
This ain't Kendrick Lamar
Man where is my money I'm just tryna see a star
I'm just tryna hear
Horvath, and Vic Janowicz.
The old man led 'em to three of the seven national championships.
Hopalong Cassidy, Joe Germaine, Chris Speilman.
Just some
got 'em like Chris
Rock when he played Pookie
The strip poppin', I ride for cash
N' you softer then a toddler ass
You could ask any cat that was
got 'em like Chris
Rock when he played Pookie
The strip poppin', I ride for cash
N' you softer then a toddler ass
You could ask any cat that was
that drama shit (whoop), just know that I'll handle it (yea)
Wax your girl like candle stick, ride her like a brand new whip (wax)
Nigga, I'm the man
chose us god damn
Ha ha ha ha
Yeah
And when you get chose by the paper
You just paper
Goofy
Living the paper
The paper I'm livin'
Its Ice Water Man so you
at you now.
Oh!
Look at you now.
Oh!
You just a clown.
I will turn your ass to ashes.
Somebody tell Chris Brown
Get down!
Durty South's in town
With
hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup
I got all this love inside of me
And all I wanna do is give it
(Dollaz)
Big Tymer, he a slime you, just to make a flip (Slatt)
Prefer to cut it by the onion, like he shedding tears (28)
But nothing less than a 7, nigga,
Raw dog, just like that
Fuck that, always strapped
New phone, who this?
Sit back, sip Chris
Her nips, might slip
It's lit, don't miss
But she
the times that you put up a fight like that
I'm confused how it's easy to lie like that
Back-strap brown rizz and get high like that
(How you gonna change it
'cause this is about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits, "F- you, Debbie"
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
shining like a motherfucker
Perfect timing "how you get all that shit"
This shit is for grinding like a motherfucker
Old niggas finna played
Cuz the young
This shit fye as fuck
OGV yeah, yeah
Dancing, dancing
Damn my diamonds dancing
I'ma flex on all these niggas just like Chris Hansen
Better stand by
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