Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around
Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out
Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
I love women, air max's and liquor stores
Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws
I got a friend named chris rent
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
Cause everytime yall come around
"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"
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