Stranger Things
Chris Brown：
Bottles and a bucket full of ice yeah
Better make room vroom hear the Lambo celebrate
B**ch better believe that I'ma sniper yeah
You know I'm about to take you from your man though so celebrate
Pop up with the ch**per
And artificial n**gas acting like b**ches it done started up a epidemic
It don't make a difference n**ga we winning I'm plenty grinning
A hundred million platinum f**king you ain't got to listen celebrate
You better step down to me
Feel the d**k b**ch open up your mouth for me
Now choke talk to the d**k honestly
I'm d**e b**ch coming like Eenie Meenie Miney mo celebrate
I don't like when I lo if I don't buy her them shoes
I don't like tho regulate
Do anything that I want to it think
I'm gonna dance on the moon like Michael elevate
Joyner Lucas/Chris Brown：
While I'm driving I'm moonwalking in the sky
Say shooters be jumping inside the Buick
高枕而卧的意思
You duck and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers acoustic and the guitar
When the music is I'm alive
And I ud to get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie with the truth
I'm so f**king tired of the lors
And all my life wanted the food
When its summer time and the juice
But I'd rather die than to lo
It's a matter of time 'fore I lo it
And strategize with the movement
Walk in the trap like a boss ooh
髻怎么读音
Hoe you know I'm dripping with the sauce ooh
Pretty with a face full of scars all they do is build me up
Try to take me apart they don't never want to celebrate
Like you have a label call
The doctor heard the chopper make 'em do the macarena
All you n**gas sweet as candy chocolate chip
And I relate to Jolly Ranchers stick to bubblegum
And watermelon flavored
Get the paper I'ma celebrate
On the corner
Heard you n**gas got the juice but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish b**ch that I call my maricona
Joyner Lucas b**ch I'm hotter than a f**king sauna
Yeah I make you n**gas elevate
爷的组词
All you new n**gas don't do it for me look
B**ch I'm the professor you a student to me woah
Designer shades on like you cooler than me wait
All we do is win you a lor to me
Rappers wanna talk about battle me Joyner
You can't give me n**k with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil' n**gas tried grabbing me grabbing me
我不再让你孤单Five foot five boy you n**gas like half of me
You don't wanna e the other side of me yeah
Hard to make 'em happy all the b**ches stay mad at me
I just might take her around to Applebee's Applebee's
Give her long d**k and a strawberry daiquiri
Chris Brown/Joyner Lucas:
All the Cheecake Factory bubbling why your mumbling
Watch you utter stop stuttering
What you spend Let me double it
Nah
Lime green 'Rari two twins call 'em double mints
If all you p**sy n**gas my kids are in trouble then
Shut up before I spank you for acting up
Now I'm waking up in cabanas cau she bad as f**k
And all gorillas don't want bananas unless your chain is tucked
You wiggity wack with the strap
You cross criss make you jump
奥运健儿I criss cross with the pump
Ain't no bricks in the trunk
Leave that sh*t for the chumps
I still get what I want
Don't wanna believe in my mom but you believe in my dump
I'm taking a knee for my side could give a f**k 'bout their owners
金史
什么是炒股
Ni**a look at my eyes you 'bout to give me my bonus
And every motherf**king record is a hit if I record it celebrate
And every motherf**king snitch up in this b**ch they reported celebrate
You paved your way for this fade and can't even afford it
Seventy five mill look at me now celebrate乒乓球直播在线观看
And all the bad b**ches can't keep their feet down elevate
You don't really wanna e Brown
Need to stop all that sh*t talking put the at down
Joyner I don't really feel the n**gas
Hol' up I ain't gotta pay to kill the n**gas
Time is money need to f**k around and bill the n**gas
Vet so I'm finna good will the n**gas
I'ma kill the n**gas
I should grill the n**gas
Take flex Fresh Prince Uncle Phil the n**gas
Oh sh*t I'm the sh*t you could smell me n**ga
Break ribs yeah you don't want no real beef n**ga
I say As salāmu 'alaykum when I tear apart the bacon
Hoe you acting like a pig you f**king filthy n**ga
Now the police tryna locking up in the prison said I'm guilty
I said da da da da da come and kill me n**ga
Joyner Lucas/Chris Brown：
They must've forgotten I'm pyscho
