got 'em liike Shiit god damn And shawty you can briing all your friiends Cusz we got 'em liike Shiit god damn We got 'em liike Shiit god damn god damn god damn
like shit god damn Ay shawty, you can bring all your friends We got 'em like shit God damn We got 'em like shit God damn God damn, God damn, [Verse 1
here to hear that lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out! If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out! For those who love raw shit - welcome
Verse 3:] Niggas still cruisin' Crenshaw & 36. Your wife at home, your wasting gas, tryin' to bust a bitch. At the club, acting young, wearing the wrong shit. Think your Chris Brown
that lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out! If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out! For those who love raw shit - welcome to Sickology
Chris Brown. I am Chris Web. CT is listenin' to everything this kid says. The only time I get bread's At a meal Before my main course, God damn I need
boys can't flow, these boys be saying I'ma come down And I'ma break these boys off, and get down like James Brown Or Chucky Brown or Troy Brown, I could
realest you niggas better comply now Make way for the king the streets is mine now I'm G and shit stripes like Adidas's Chris Brown damn right I beat
lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out! If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out! For those who love raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101
