Lyrics:
hit the city n catch us a movie
Its watever u want baby a nigga aint choosey
I like the look in eyes da way dat dey glistenin
Tell me bout u ya boy all
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me
gangster having an oh w having fun by the night ain't done
It's time for the hit and run
But you best believe I'm Brown and proud (Brown and proud)
It's
Yeah, one pen got the whole country on the edge of their seat
Them man can't play musical chairs with me (never!)
Nah, I don't wanna chill
the world for the fat man
Children run this world for the rich man
Your sneakers made by kids in china
Dont buy condoms that's made in china
Blueface type
What's up Big Chris?
Goin' to the store to get the papers.
Got ya, a little love on this one here.
Huh! Word on. Word on.
Commercial rap
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
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
Yeah, yo, like, yeah, uh, yeah, like, hold on, yeah, like
A man ain't like them, a man a come like Ken
A man a got two barbies with me tucked in
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?
I record dope dope
Bro she aint what you thot she a Thot
Bitch was cheatin red handed now She caught
Her new mans but you used to be My bro
Bro I bet by now you already
Little brown boy little brown boy tell me what you gonna do if dem come for you
Little brown boy little brown boy tell me what you gonna do if dem
Niggas too slimy better yet grimy Athens small as city
Nigga come and find me (This aint hide and go seek nigga)
I'm certain broke niggas lurking if not
the bombshell [unverified]
Peace, be-Brown is definitely outta here for the minute
See ya, 'cause
It's still my thang and after eight years
Ain't a damn thing
Ya don't know who I am
Who you
Let me introduce myself
I'm King Nino
Nino Brizzy Brown
New York
Manhattan
Lower East Side
Killer Hill
Rutgers
transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds won't
me here ya, uh oh
West side on time let me here ya, uh oh
What, that's why man yo breath smell like shit
If yo momma breath smelled like that nigga
some diamonds on your neck they dancing Chris Brown
And you know that I know that I love girl
Take a look around ain't no one else above you girl
If I
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
brown but my name ain't Chris
I fuck shawty good one time, bet she gonna come back to this
Stop checking on people who left you alone with problems they
(Yup)
K Michelle got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I'm not gon' talk about that other thing (I'm not)
Chris Brown ain't dead, how
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
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
Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me
I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV
Black gon' pay me still get the smack on Baisly
'Cause I'm
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