Сhris Brown ft. Kevin McCall все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

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(KMAC)
uh, look i does my S-H-I-T please excuse me for the smell, faserting does my jerk thing, keep her working she a star on the track like pharrel, naw meen you money slo-mo, my money like pro-mo giving autographs with the cash no photos, uh flow sicka than polio, hit it from the back guarantee to give ya scoliosis, sorry homie but im bonin yo sis, and she love it when i take her down even when i do my ducky, like a dj in my bed when im cuttin', city kid pull up in that big truck, call it tonka club ike a chocolate factory, willy wonka, girl i want ya, but youre too much taste so sweet bout to give me a suga rush,
(Chris Brown)
I be going out, ima go getta, i be feelin all the chicks that follow me like twitta, follow me like twitta, follow, follow me like twitta,( and youre on every word that i say) know what im about, colder than the winter, yall aint messin wit me yall just so begginers, follow me like twitta, follow me like twitta, follow me, follow me,

as im sittin on top of my ego, thats the world and im flyer than an eagle, and she a weapon and i know she kinda lethal, my flow sicka than cancer need kimo, and as the world turns yeah i hit it in, got obama stacks im countin presidents, know who im betta then, but i dont mention them, number 1 in the game they on the bench n shit, (aha) cuz i do my damn thing, my body tagged up like a poccaso painting, neck full of ice baby lets go skating, or we can take a trip to bejing (hhahaha) million dollar house million dollar fence, call me jackie chan with these million dollar kicks, and you know im the man with these million dollar chicks, so guess whats in my hand, these million dollar tips.