The fourth one, i like to kick around
Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,
I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga
My all gold rolly or the
I'm brown and i like curry
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
Motherfuckers quit the brown
She shuts the room down
R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco
Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show
Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/
No matter who gon' show up i make em move over
Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down
You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown
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