CHRIS BROWN lyrics : "Real Hip-Hop Shit #3"
These movie scenes I'm acting
These rappers attract some massive play
Another bad (*##$
Fully smoking locamotive, ^!$$%, $#&@ a?
In the club celebrating cause I'm so promoted
Is it a fire? Cause the crowd is smoking!
Big Will, she off a pill: rollin
You know a country ^!$$% hungry
Waffle house? Open!
But they too broke to pay their bills
So they're freeloading
But it's cool, sit down
You know that ^!$$% there? Yell his name
Chris Brown
His chain's so ugly that it makes a (*##$ frown
I'm serving all these ^!$$%s
But who ordered hash browns?
^!$$%, I be like: yeah I got the check
And I just paid your bills, so... yes
I want some sex
Hah! But first, can I kiss your neck?
And I'mma work you out
So you ain't gotta stretch
Holla! Let me slow up
Impregnate your beat, I make that (*##$ blow up
I eat all I can eat
Until a ^!$$% throw up
I tell that DJ "ay! Pull up, pull up"
Man, I'm so sick of these lame mother$#&@as
A ^!$$%'s still %#@!ting on the game, mother$#&@a
Old ^!$$%s at the world trade mutha$#&@as
Y'all ^!$$%s still being the same mutha$#&@as?
Who else, dawg?
Let me go in, and I count more ends
My tints 11, your friends in my Benz
The engine on that Viper 220
And it's green in the trunk, but that's new money
Watch: Frank Mueller, my Ruger
Cut that %#@! ? fire. I just shot my jeweler!
Another hundred racks just to make my chain a cooler
Off that loco, out of my medulla
Wow! I be seeing dead people
Dead prezzies my besties
We are not equal. How you get the big picture
Looking from a peephole?
My real ^!$$%s in the back, like
"He ain't talking to me tho!"
I know you mad because I afford it
TMZ, I'm wiping my $$#, so stop recording
Supposedly a singer, can't do hip-hop
But I just killed this %#@!, so let the
%#@! rock
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