Chris Brown - Cherry Red lyrics

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Chris Brown - Cherry Red lyrics

[Hook: Chris Brown, Luvaboy TJ & Ray J] Just a young, fly n***a with a plan Make 100 million in my cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red My n***as soo-woo and it's all on sight A wife make a straight b**h wanna go dyke I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans 'Bout to make a million in my cherry red van, cherry red van [Verse 1: Ray J] This one for my n***as in the slam, cherry red Pontiac, 5 bird, Trans-Am My auntie got the collard greens cookin' in the pan And it feel like Thanksgiving when we feastin' with the fam I buy my bottom b**h burgundy Porsche Cayenne Paid my taxes to the church and said, "f** Uncle Sam" I keep a mill in the oven like some honey baked ham I went from black tuxedo with some cherry red Vans [Hook: Chris Brown, Luvaboy TJ & Ray J] Just a young, fly n***a with a plan Make 100 million in my cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red My n***as soo-woo and it's all on sight A wife make a straight b**h wanna go dyke I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans 'Bout to make a million in my cherry red van, cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red van Cherry red, cherry red van [Verse 2: Chris Brown] All of you n***as some fake hoes I dare any n***a to try some n***as upset, but won't take a hit It's eastside n***a, 500 Pirut, single that n***a from Avenue Ray J, I f** with this centre views Give you one problem, we make the news Soo-woo to my down boos Pistol hang where my nuts at Rain of fire, that's a blood bath You already know where my cup at Actavis, you can't touch that If you got a problem, then pull up We gon' handle this sh** now Only reason you hang with the shooters Cause you not the man in the house [Hook: Chris Brown, Luvaboy TJ & Ray J] Just a young, fly n***a with a plan Make 100 million in my cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red My n***as soo-woo and it's all on sight A wife make a straight b**h wanna go dyke I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans 'Bout to make a million in my cherry red van, cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red vans [Verse 3: Luvaboy TJ] Lace up my red Vans, duckin' the feds Helicopters on my head Movin' the work on my momma house Had to get the cheese, b**h a mighty mouse Pull up in that cherry red chain Breakin' the bread down with all my n***as This is how we hang Earned my stripes in the street like I banged up That thug life, that's that hood life Live your flag and throw your set up Hustle for that good life Chitty chitty bang bang Ain't nothin' but a whoop thing No stoppin' that shoot train Bomb on 'em like Hussain [Hook: Chris Brown, Luvaboy TJ & Ray J] Just a young, fly n***a with a plan Make 100 million in my cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red My n***as soo-woo and it's all on sight A wife make a straight b**h wanna go dyke I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans 'Bout to make a million in my cherry red van, cherry red van Cherry red van, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red vans