my grind Thinking bout you every night and day Show me where to go I swear I can't breathe Someone call me a doctor Shes taking my air and somebodys
on my grind Thinking bout you every night and day Show me where to go I swear I can't breathe Someone call me a doctor Shes taking my air and somebodys
the things they show Have to be where they go Pretty girls... the sunshine in the hair Perfume in the air... girls are everywhere [Verse 1: Chris Brown
Keep the tek where my son live the llama at the other house Shotty in the car streetsweeper at my mama's house No sense I lost my damn mind now One shot
