(Music) Everybody say sex (Sex) Romance (Romance) Everybody (D.M.S.R.) Dance (Dance) Music (Music) Sex (Sex) Romance (Romance) (D.M.S.R.) Alright Jamie Starr's a thief It's
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music), everybody say sex (sex), romance (romance) Everybody (D.M.S.R.) Dance (dance), music (music), sex (sex), romance (romance) (D.M.S.R.) Alright Ow! Jamie Starr's a thief It's
they go it's bout the rhymein Now I'm seeing it clearer The season is nearer And still I must change I'm like a broken bill Conservative for the most But I'm
Ride Bentley early 90's watchin' out for the Feds Red the king of south and I'm the airer to the throne J-Prince done took off runnin' like Dedo Cartione My nigga J-D
Cyhi Da Prince: My Music Make The Crowd Move I'm In The Car Rolling Cow Food But I Still Keep A Strap Wit Me, I Ain't Never Been A Slipper That's A
a car, how bad is that? King of the jungle, you an alley cat Prince of the coast brought Cali back, just threw some D's on a Cadillac Smoke so much, got
the wheels me on the m-i-c Lets seewe got a couple of new additions Sumthin new age We got little john on the d-r-u-m-s get busy Aight On the keys my
'm a purebread, baby, I don't fuck with mutts Come on! S be the ghost, Double R What First come the hawk, then next come the toast K to the R, Double R
dreams, dreams of fucking an R&B dick (Dreams of fucking an R&B dick) Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R&B dick (Dreams of fucking an R&B dick) I
tilt Must these Englishmen live that I might die Must they live that I might die M.E. 262 prince of turbojet Junker's Jumo 004 Blasts from clustered R4M
What's my name? The name Chris Brown from Virginia ask about me They'll tell you I'm the truth wit it C to H to the R I S I know you like it mama just
dancin' Always keep you hyper, no matter what type of jin You know I'm fresh and ripe Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me The R K I E in the place
saved I'm missin' you (And the days drag on and on) Don't you wanna play? (D R A G O N days) (Got me D R A G G I N) 'Cause I want you babe And I need
three chil'run Arguin' over babysitters like, ""*****, it's yo' turn" Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you Even your superficial raps is super official R-R-Roc Pastille with Gucci on With TV's
