Lyrics:
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday
I'll be outside in the car when you done
[Chris Brown]
Shorty you the one
[Chorus]
I got to get ya
Got to get with ya
I can do this [for a month or two
backed up you just luke mccown
They know that I'm next up I come from the ground
Dnt fw no cigs, no white or no brown
I fw the green I might blow a whole
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
she pass through
Ooh! can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach you
Yo check her she
me
Then it's hard to stack it
But you still can't compete with me
I'm in another bracket
Yeah, make em run it, niggas like Chris
Yeah, what, 30-30,
the haters man fuck all the doubt
I feel like Chris Brown tell em Look At Me Now
I'm never gonna hate on the next man trying
I ain't gonna hate on the next man
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
of sleep in the next room
The same two tracks have been
Playing on loop for
Several minutes, as Meek and
Nicki Minaj, his girlfriend, argue
Gently over
Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,
(Gangster shit) yo what's good people
This your boy Chris Brown right now
And I'm chilling with my main man KJ
I got the red bitch, got swag like
the 4th call he picked up
Who this it's Lil Chris what's good nigga welcome home save my number nigga this my phone
Link up brodie what you on I'm in
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
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
I be loved by ladies, I'm the brown Chris Brown
Matter fact, call me The Brown Breezy who's
Your stupid ass get, clapped, bap
About my past and my future, you disrespect it, I'll shoot you
Treat it just like that...
[Chorus: x 2]
[Peedi
tried to start a fight
With everyone that walked by
But he was so small, that Bareknuckle Chris
That he always had a broken
Nose and two black eyes
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell where yours begins, I can't tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
Ass round skin brown, Lord, you know my weakness
What we on? (Oh, you the next, Price)
Executing and repeating (wow, wow)
Count the blues then repeat
right yea yea yea)
What you talkin' about yea
The next millennium rap now everybody listen
Condition yourself to be knocked out of commission
Watch
man
What you used to do
[ verse 2: mixmaster spade ]
I used to cut up the beat on the two turntables
Now I'm rappin on the mic, cause I'm willin
you know the mike Burn
That beat got me too turnt, Bitch I feel like big worm
You lil n**** sniff rocks
You lil n**** chris tuck
Tommy that beat crazy
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