Lyrics:
a bummer, right?
cny new love
Tend to leave me too enticed
It's always goosebumps
Got me thinking who am I
To know a thing ‘bout where the future lies?
But
Please don't love me
Please don't love me
Please don't love me
Go away
Please don't love me
Please don't love me
Please don't love me
I cant stay
You
I knew right then and there you were the one, ooh
I know that he loves me 'cause he told me so
I know that he loves me 'cause his feelings show
sexy, funny
Tua foto na minha fone
Nós dois resulta son
Love tipo Jay e Beyoncé
Ter você sou boss
I love James Brown
No bullshit Chris Brown
Em minha
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
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
Chris Brown's debut
Ain't heard bars like this since "a mili" who they kidding
Who they killing ain't mine busy unless they tryna hit me
Try to take shots
playin my role in this scene niggas barely exist
And that shit got em pissed
I hit 4 100 they missed
See these racks now they hating on me like I'm Chris
I knew right then and there you were the one, ooh
I know that he loves me 'cause he told me so
I know that he loves me 'cause his feelings show
your body
Watch me get down
Watch me get down
Hits like Bob Brown
Hits like Bob Brown
Watch me get down
Watch me get down
Hits like Bob Brown
Hits like
If I say on the men, then I mean that shit
Pull up to this shit with the finest bitch
Ash Kaash on my dick, shawty heaven sent
She say she love me
Marvin, Chris Brown, August Alsina
We don't need a reason
I just wanna connect
No disrespect
Want to open your vault
Full of love
That's been hiding
weight too much that's what my mum says
Sellin' Jay-Z's for some Beyoncé's
Smyrna told me get your pack then you maintain
Chris Benoit my flow is
Funk Flex, Chris Brown
Who you mad at? Me or yourself
Gold chain, gold chain
Gettin' money gon' watch this hoes chance
I'm in the party got
cursive
It be so neat yo
My life too perfect
I got the cheat code
I'm mean got her acting up
Us fiends never get enough
Fuck sex, hand me love
I might get
to do'
Well I'm curious by nature
It's clear that Paul's a stranger to Chris
And that day was the 15th
The PS said to meet at The Pits
A quiet spot
Where
[Man:]
Ladies I'm gonna need you all to back away from the
door we are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies you are not listening I need you all
it makes me think of a girl I used to know)
Hey... Hey... Hey
(I sing along when I hear it on the radio now)
Now that the years gone by
Yeah
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
the dick im houdini
Ice on my neck dance chris breezy
Niggas mad but they just wanna be me
Ooh
Blinded by the truth you cant see me
Shorty trick for the dick
I got to die rich, and if I don't, look
Come back to life and kill myself if I don't die rich
I'm worried about this pape, boy you doing me a favor,
And my name been in the gym
Brodie I been making gains
You could call me Human Torch
Baby, I'm gone hold the flame
(Hook) [Chris Patrick]
My guy always
think can happen next? After you're done havin sex?
Too much of ignorance, not enough intellence
Mahn me NOT against sex, but too many DJ
talk sex but
and everything I do I do for you my daddy and the rest of my family momma you know I love you
Verse(hurricane chris):
Momma I just wanna take the time out
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