[Chris Brown]
Look, in the summer 6-0
A little margarita blend

so I slip slow
The type of ^!$$% I am kind of skitzo
Never out of my element I let the fifth go

Shots in the club panic at the disco
She of that M D M A that's from frisco
Hella chips call me mister Nabisco

Is that your (*##$ cause she
won't let my go wrist go
My techniques is just sex freaks

Skinny dipp with hot model (*##$es and lesbies
Imma put my tongue on they soul like a SB
But they don't know they scum to my soul they're just sexy

Imma play dumb play that role in the
SV is ridiculous
And can I get a girl with real $$# and TITS

Most Respect in the world to my
real ^!$$%s Cause, all them fake ^!$$%s make me
wanna kill ^!$$%s, I stand alone $#&@ that gang bang %#@!!

they Nintendo blowing ^!$$%s
Cause this game ain't %#@!
Is relevant that I am better than these 'veterans'

They are sleeping on me like I been
given them sedatives
Sometimes I wish I had better

friends and better peers

Cause I know when it to the ends they disappear...


[Kevin McCall]
Damn! Where they go? Where they go? Where they go?


Uhhh-See I'm doper than that %#@!
Pookie was on in new jack city

This is why I'm getting rich
without trying
I ain't like fifty