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CHRIS BROWN lyrics : "Theraflu (Way Too Cold) Freestyle"


My bank account, tellin' me to calm down
The billboards tellin' me to climb down

Ha, ^!$$%s pillow talkin', let me find out
Could give a $#&@ about later (*##$ I'm on now
Ha, you know the shine is what I do though

(*##$, you know I'm flexin' I bought a necklace and a 2 do'
Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot
RnB killin' rap ^!$$%s, that's just what I do though

These ^!$$%s is lame, they always complain and doin' the same %#@!
Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, suckin' the same dick
I'm tired of these ^!$$%s, tired of arguin' over the same (*##$

^!$$%s funny like comics, I'm wealthy ^!$$%, I aint rich
My %#@! be up in galleries, a million when I paint (*##$
Pop records bought me this Ferrari, that's a lane switch

Switch it up on you ^!$$%s watch my number change
Grown up on you ^!$$%s, yeah my number changed
Hit-boy, all these rappers wasting beats

I bought all my clique toys, aint no ^!$$%s wasting heat
Yeah I cop that big noise, aka I'm TNT
I blow that %#@! up, get up

Cause boy you can't get rid of
Don't $#&@ with my old (*##$, it's like a bad fur
Every industry ^!$$% done had her

Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to smash her
(*##$es breaking codes, but I'm the password
Now it's time for young ^!$$%s to shut down %#@!

If you yappin' in the club then you surrounded
They say he trippin', on some greyhound %#@!
He didn't listen, now he listening to the ground (*##$

Put him out, he's sleepin'
With all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin'
Like it's lights out, he took a beatin'

Hand on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance
Damn, his (*##$ cold, need a Theraflu
Took 'em shopping, bought 'em 1500 pair of shoes

Ha, Theraflu
I'm a cold $$# ^!$$%, $#&@ you!



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