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Chris Brown

Genres: Hip-Hop

Started From The Bottom (freestyle) Lyrics - Chris Brown

Black Benz 

You repent 

Give a fuck about this paper 

Say you're girl is a fan now that bitch up at my table 

Everyday the same cycle 

Got the weed, got the liquor, got the swishers and these bitches we gone pull an all nighter 

Doing this shit for VA 

Two hundred on the freeway 

They blowing up my phone cause they tryna get a 3-way 

This shit looking like a relay 

She already chose cause it's too many niggas but it's not enough hoes 

Goddamnit I know you can't stand it while I discommand it 

I do damage and she pull her panties down to the floor she let me cut 

Think I needa bandage 

imma pussy bandit 

If yo nigga tripping 40 on him 

tell me when to go 

I put five hundred thousand on you 

Why you rented four 

If that shit is yours 

Then what it's tented for 

Throw that westside up 

With them lamborghini doors 

And I step right up 

I make it rain I make it pour huh 

Who a low-life 

Nigga get it straight 

All this ice 

In ya face 

All this money 

I don't need a safe 

How you talking money to a fucking bank 

Now throw a couple bands on it 

Walk the plank, walk the plank 

Yea stand on it 

That's your bitch, I'm sorry she put her hands on it 

I know you hating 

But you know you a fan homie 

Okay I love them asian, Love them red dots 

She give me brains what I call her headshots 

Them white girls say they love tupac 

It's hella black bitches all up on this white yacht 

Yea because its snapbacks and tattoos 

Girl take them tights off 

come let that ass loose 

This a tax write off 

You know I'm that dude 

And my flow is ewww like that pink thing on that baboon 

Shitty, My niggas with me riding for my city 

Got Virginia on my back 

My autograph across her titty 

Pop that pussy like I pop a wheelie 

Always beatin, I committed 

On the dick acting silly 

Gone girl get it, get it 

Fuck being low-key 

I be on that loud pack 

All this smoke up in the air 

Can't see where the crowd at 

Thinking you gone drink for free 

Bitch I can't I allow that 

Real nigga section 

Bitch you are around that 

hahah alright 

 

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