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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

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

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

to see you frown for you I'll be your clown
Cant wait for wedding night so I can take you down
Chris Brown Bobby brown
Tender roni lay it down
So much love

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

Shake up the world, that is what I'm about to do
And homie, you ain't even on my altitude
I'm tellin' you, I got enough clout for two
And like

Ex Calling

6LACK

Ex Calling

2016

that
Can't put me in check
You the ex calling for the sex
Want me 'cause I'm next
I'm the future where the Percocets

I can see my ex calling
Oh

Diamonds dancing on my neck like Chris brown
If a nigga want smoke we got plenty rounds
All my niggas getting to it we got plenty crowns
All yo

Bump, Bump, Bump

Diddy

Now, Vol. 12

2003

let's go, don't stop, come on)
Put your two-way next to mine, baby, hit me anytime
You and me behind closed doors, oh wooh (yo, just make sure you lock

Bump, Bump, Bump

Diddy

Pandemonium!

2002

let's go, don't stop, come on)
Put your two-way next to mine, baby, hit me anytime
You and me behind closed doors, oh wooh (yo, just make sure you lock

it)
You gonna make me fuck somebody else
If you keep on treating me the way you do
(you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do it)

Verse One: Foxy Brown

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

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yesterday I fell in love
Today feels like my funeral
I just got hit by a bus
Shouldn've been so beautiful
Don't know why I

the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had

Brown Skin

India

Essence of Soul 2002

2002

[Chorus:]
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

that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just

우린 기억하고 있어 that move
시간이 지나도 remember you
Remember you till I die
내가 아들을 낳아도 I'm here for you
기대돼 내 아들이 추는 Chris Brown moves

급식들과 춤 마치 Chris

know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy

wrong number dis
(No, ah Keisha phone man) 
(But anuh Keisha dis, ah Chris)
Oh, wah gwan, my G? Thing good? Y pree?

(You know me deh 'ya a hbun

fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!

You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up

Shoutout to Rxkz
Before I jump right off in this verse
This right here for you heifers
The Harmons, the Browns, the Miller, the Shepherds
Only time I

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

SIDDUNG by Monie Gad 
Written by: Sheldon Oshane Gordon 
Intro: redboom every gyal Wah gi mi the zum zum slimas thickas fatty boom boom lol 

Chorus:

And me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Oh, yeah
Don't wanna be interrogated tonight
So, I'm going home
There ain't no freaking baby
You said