Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,
We can make more, make babies
Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,
And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block
Thought we’d be together ’till the end
I got a friend named chris rent
Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts
Don’t let me talk about the deal ones
Standin on a table
Like that tragedy chris angel,
I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won
I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on
That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours
Epic, they used to feed me detours
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