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CHRIS BROWN lyrics : "Way Too Cold Freestyle"

my bank account tellin' me to calm down
they bill boys tellin' me to climb down
^!$$%s pillow talkin', let me find out

to give a $#&@ about later victim all night
you know the shot is what i do though
(*##$, you know i'm flexin' about a necklace and a 2 door

monday in a rolly, tuesday in a tupla
beat killin' crap ^!$$%s this is what i do though
these ^!$$%s is lamy, always complainin', doin' the same %#@!

step all up on twitter, to make you follow, suck on the same dick
i'm tired of these ^!$$%s, tired of arguing over the same (*##$
^!$$%s funny like comics, i'm wealthy ^!$$% i ain't rich

my %#@! be up in galleries, a million when i paint (*##$
pop records but made is ferrari, that's the lane switch
switch it up, all these ^!$$%s work for number change

grown up, all you ^!$$%s, yea my number changed
hit boy, all these rappers wastin' beats
i bought all my clip toys and those ^!$$%s wastin' heat

yea, i talk that beat noise aka i'm tnt
i blow that %#@! up, get up
this boy you can't get rid of

don't $#&@ with my old (*##$es like a bad flirt
every industry ^!$$%s that had her
shake a tree like a pumpkin just to smash her

(*##$es break in codes but i'm the password
now it's time for young ^!$$%s to shake down %#@!
if you yappin' in the club then you surround it

they say he trippin' on some gray hound %#@!
he didn't listen, now he listenin' to the ground (*##$
put him out

he's sleepin'
with all the snickers on his chest he barely breathin'
like his lights out, he took a beatin'

hand on his chest holdin' his hard pledge of allegiance
damn, this (*##$ call me the theraflu
took her shoppin', bought her 15 hundred pair of shoes

uh, theraflu
i'm a cold $$# ^!$$%
$#&@ you


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