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to lie
Whities like to do it worse than anybody around
I am not no racist just an observer of life
You could take me down
But you aint chris brown
You cant

could take me down 
But you aint chris brown

You cant take me down
Bish you aint chris brown
You cant take me down
Bish you aint chris brown
You cant

the time?
Leave me the fuck alone, bitch
Wait, if I’m in Dicky’s body, Breezy is who?
Hope my daughter’s in school
Fuck, if I was Chris Brown, where would I

Brown Skin Lady

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

it seems, you make me wanna ride the Coltrane to A Love Supreme
My brown lady, creates environments, for
Happy brown babies, I know it sounds crazy

Show'em we can Milli rock
On live
And no I don't mind 
Callin' u mine
Cuz you
Too fine times two times
But you gone have me listenin' to
Chris Brown 
(I

backstage with no fake MCs
Some leave the room, wanna chat about me MCs
Nah, dead that, diss me, won't like when I send back
There's way too many bars in

to get in my jeans
Be a cold day in hell, that's not happening

[Chris Brown:]
But I, I just came for love,
girl that ain't me hold up (ain't trying to beg

International Love

Pitbull

Planet Pit

2011

Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee

You put it down like New York City, I never sleep 
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter

with that Chris Brown
"Don't give me shit!" Niggas
In the streets say
"Kill them all!" Bitch, you know we got guns
Like the Pentagon i'm just eating

Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee

You put it down like New York City, I never sleep 
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter

Yea
Stylesz
Yea, yea yea
Yea
Ahhh-uhhh

Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip her hair in the wind got me tripping
Love my baby girl

Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man

Yeah,

by the industry
I swear to God, bitch, I'm not a bust,
I'm not a bust
Bitch, fucking trust
I'll be number one, just fucking trust
I got too much

You ain’t heard, she got that brown skin? 
Ooh you got dem brown eyes. 
Girl you got dem brown lips, ooh you nice. 
Ooh you got that (ooh) you got

You ain't heard, she got that brown skin? 
Ooh you got dem brown eyes. 
Girl you got dem brown lips, ooh you nice. 
Ooh you got that (ooh) you got

Thank You

Chris Brown

Chris Brown [DualDisc]

2005

come this far by faith, blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (yeah)
And dear Momma (I love you, ma)
For the times I acted foolish, you

Thank You

Chris Brown

Chris Brown

2005

come this far by faith, blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (yeah)
And dear Momma (I love you, ma)
For the times I acted foolish, you

Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but ima run it
S-O da business man I’m cunning
Step ona scene you know I’m stunting
If I see a goal ima punt it
Yeah I love

auto tune 
That’s the truth, you can’t hide Brown fuck you
You know my name, I know you scared of me bro 
Chris, I’m challenging you for a battle with me

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

Kiss Kiss

Chris Brown

Exclusive [Bonus Tracks/DVD]

2007

you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)

Hey, she want

you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)

Hey, she want

handing me a crown
Do you muster up afrown
You afflicted
I'm brown sugar tempted
Shit too sweet
Caress them cheeks
I be in too deep
I be acting like makahai

when they rap when they was really out here slidin'
Childhood like Chris Brown and Drake's song, no guidance
If anybody find peace, let me know where