Chris Brown - n***as In Paris lyrics

Tpain It's your turn Chris. Let's go baby. I SAID LET'S GOOO Chris Brown Look, i just came to get rid of every n***a, to murder every rapper, watch a n***a come up outta me. I'm stunin hard on these mutha f*ckas, flying on the VMA'S Evil Knievel, the n***a proud of me. I'm drinkin this sh** till 5 in the morning, your girls number 1 pick call me Mr. Lottery. I let a hater n***a die, POW, like it's suicide, I ain't givin no more f*ckin apologies. Stunt so hard, that sh** crazy, ain't sh** free, f** you pay me. Heron flow from the 80s, my chain on me like we made it. My kinfolk got 10 hoes, 5 whites, 2 black, like 3 asians. my benzo got damn hoe, n***a take this sh** i'm too faded. go head and bring yo crown over a** kisser, brown noser, f** yo luck, i smoke clovers i'm partyin with boat owners. marilyn monroe hoes all on us, Rookie tryna get ya signing bonus n***a look at my chain man i paint ya face, you a clown homie not tryna throw subliminal, my porsche got force like centrifugal even if its just 10 of ya'll i put in the old school and you pin up dolls yes that sh** cray, don't you play me you tryna get on this bus, b**h sign this waiver hol up, hol up, gimme that chardonnay and that marvin gaye sh** but hol up, my conversation too complicated this b**h too basic you aint no groupie girl and you know that i wont say sh** you got skeletons in your closet i got aliens in my basement