Im yours Forever I will be Im yours This is what you mean to me When you hold me, when you showed me That Im your one and only Im Yours Forever
deal with the showstoppa [Rich Girl] boy you aint impressing me [Chris Brown] thats not what im trying to do [Rich Girl] so why are you pressing me [Chris Brown] im
through the ghetto years had plenty but wasn't that enough caught up in your love and you didn't even caught my bluff drippin tears streamin down your eyes left your
your presents never fall when im ? in the circle mic checkin I use the sweet as my weapon no disrespect but ima pay for the wood its all good take another pull pass that shit cuz im
it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking of saving
ankle boy ain?t nothing to play with, it started off local but thanks to all the haters, I know G4 pilots on a first name basis, and your city faded
Eve, I'm upon your tv Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness Same bitch, same pitch nothing rediculous Want this brown girl I see you thug lick your
Central here comes the presidential Pull up jump out the lowrider A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghostrider Dance baby im your provider Yous a fly girl bitch ima spider Im
uh uh cut!!!!!! Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker? You just can't fuck with TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN
when you miss me just a little boy you know you can always call on me your my eye candy and nothing's greater than your love [Nino Brown:] I got some
sprained ankle boy I ain't nuttin to play with It started off local Ut thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first name basis And your city
your window Brown grass or green grass Picket fence or barbed wire Never ever put them down You just lift your arms higher Raise em till? your arms tired
Rich boy we got clients too Don't pull out unless of course you spit boy Squeeze out to the bottom of that click boy Just to reashore yo ass got hit boy
it is, the block is teaner marie I'm on my square biz Turn up the kid like volume 10 And you can brown those meat to the album, and You was hot when your
I make it crack up in this muthafucka, all blue chucks and my chakkies in this muthafucka, I'm lookin' for a thick one, he can't brown, she lookin' for
me hows it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking
be Im on another level Homie and its sad, to see That Im killin it and I aint Even a rapper B! VA where it all goes down The home of Cliffs, Missy, Trey Songz and youre boy
on your love rocket noooooow let me hop on your love rocket [chorus] your chain, your bling it don't mean shit to me just keep your money in your
