Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased
A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast
These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down
So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown
Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown
I know a little betty from downtown
That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours
I flash smiles at the mean looks
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
I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
I'm brown and i like curry
If you ain't about money
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