So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown
And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down
Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did
I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/
You set me a blaze with those brown eyes
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown
She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles
Give back to the hood like nino brown
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
So get up, its time to start nation building
Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/
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