're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No I Swear To God 'Bout How You Look In Dem Jeans[? ] The Way You Be Walkin And Workin Them Heels Girl You Jus Don't
Don't Know I'm Tryna Be Solo But You're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No Girl You Know You Got Me Givin Up On My Homies And I Don't Go Out At Night Cause
Jus Don't Know I'm Tryna Be Solo But You're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No Girl You Know You Got Me Givin Up On My Homies And I Don't Go Out At Night
so deep Tell me how you gonna be without me If you ain't here I just can't breathe There'a no air, no air No air, air {4x} [Chris Brown] I walked, I ran
barely made it on A List Cause from Wall To Wall We got it Poppin' right now It's a hundred girls, tryna get DOWN DOWN DOWN [Chris Brown] Baby girl,
man ain't me no baby {he ain't me no} Oh no your man ain't me no baby {no no, no he ain't me, no he ain't me no he ain'y} Oh no your man ain't me no baby
id like to introduce to you the future, The young , the new R&B prince, Chris Brown Spit flame, And me stick around ya boy Chris Brown {Verse 1: Chris
where its ain’t A hard rap artist That hang wit sangazz So dont think that this thang is hard Cuz homie it ain’t I’m loose loose U gotta be kiddin
the flo? If he ain't... Let me know Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] [Verse 2] You'll see Girl I can
I can take the stomach off, one of my trucks. Now I'm riding in the goods. Line it on up, guarantee you get served. Lil' Chris, said run it, So I ran
m past rims, And i’m past tints, If you driving it I drove it, You got it cos I sold it, You copped it and I bought it back, And we don’t give a fidduck
And she ain't like too much of stick, but got tha right mouth So I took it anyway But aye I'm a playa, don't need ya (ughh) anyway OK, let's talk about
[Chris Brown] You're a dime (so beautifu) Top of the line (so unusual) Words can't define, You're running through my mind all day I'm so happy you're
feeling nicely Leaving by myself is highly unlikely Looking for a right now don't need no wifey Settling down with one chick that ain't even like me So
I'm past rims and I'm past tints If you drivin' it I drove it You got it 'cause I sold it You copped it, I bought it back And we don't give a fidduck
