a well known fact Like, yeah she know what she doing If a nigga chillin' with a stripper then he never go back home She got eyes butter pecan brown can
you won't be shit That pussy there, couldn't satisfy a hair on my body, treat me like a lolli and slob me doooooown (beitch) I'm Doo Doo Brown! (beitch
[Chorus- 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 gave
'll never get ahead Here's your little brown cowboy shirt, put it on Here's your little brown cowboy pants, put 'em on Here's your little brown shoes,
turban Plot up and line up solo mia Prayin' to proof I'm searchin' for Jerry Garcia Talk to my brother gone in the streets of the D I'm talkin' to ****
HOOD 5 so i gave em that 6, then i wrote that 7 and i already 8, Aint hungry no more i got 9 I'm STRAIGHT! I never thought I'd be in this mansion only
I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever'
are my pride It's your love here that keeps my soul alive I want you to come home from school and stay inside Raney'd do his work and put his books
gone this far through space and time Or is this a vision in my mind? I'm not one who make believes, I know that leaves are green They only turn to brown
Get Big shit, right Got the whole world on it now, huh? Catch up suckas Hey, first thing first, I hit the scene solo I rep the triple d, Dirk Nowitzki
your boss is a jerk I sweat floors and drive to get mine My amigos with Dinco D, Milo and Busta rhymes Wreck top kick box Galooine Brown who's the clown
I called Dinco D and Brown Cutmonitor Milo brings the sound Before I do that I play myself like a jerk Make sure momma jamma took her body to work Okay, she is gone
.22 And mama duke gets nuff respect Because she kept me in check, one deep, now that's a roughneck Dre's the best, you'd better say yes, or test The G double O-D
Its that '96 Ki-ki locked we gone please ya, gots to wreck shop '96 I aint gone stop it, gots to come through at that beach we gone drop it, I aint gonna
Neck Yea I Came From Da Left But I'm Down Right Fresh Speak On How You On Da Song Bun B On Complete 180 How Crazy Has He Gone How Strong Is Da Brand Of Da D
cash [Waka;Verse 1:] (Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Whoa, Whoa) All that ass In yo jeans Can Wale be Can Roscoe scheme Long hair she don't care When she walk she get stares Brown
U double F R Y D E Revolver, semi-automatic an' a P.G. Hooptie getaway, driver breathe easy Explain things further, murder or get murdered We gonna R U double F R Y D
d lose a good thing You'd lose a good thing You'd lose a good thing You'd lose a good thing You'd lose a good thing You'd lose a good thing You'd lose
