译文: 勒杜，克里斯. 我得到了现金.
Lyrical scars tattoo your body in a few unwanted ways when you of all people deserve something more than that you need to be asked What would an angel
Well I thought life would get better as I aged but life's not like wine and all my problems still remain and I don't know if things every chance all
As the evening slowly fades to night you stay just as bright as the first time I laid eyes on you I search inside of me to try and find a few romantic
All those songs were about you I just made some story up so things wouldn't be wierd between us but I wanted to tell you everything right there but I
Money don't mean a thing to her but it'd be nice if on the front of a backburner She wasn't thinking about the things that she could have had If she
Everything feel into place tonight I put my cards down played everyone of them right now I'm ready to take home the prize I've gambled for. I see through
do your homework you'll find out who you f-cking with 'Cause I ain't full of s-cker shit, I'm joking no Chris Tucker shit I ain't even smilin', I'ma '
on my level. Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle, Magazine star datin' nothing but the models, Money piling up you would think I won the Lotto, Cash
ma hit you broads with Chris's paws like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue muthfucker You ain't gotta lick in yours Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores Makin' cash
[Chris Brown] I go by the name of Yung Chris Breezy Its hard to see me cuz Im fly as a plane And my swag is in 3-D I do this in my sleep In other words
of hundred dollar bills caused a stir It went from ?don't take checks? to ?right away, yes sir!? Upper middle class white trash My pockets can't hold all my cash
certain does my jerk thing And I Keep her working She a star on the track like Pharrel, Na'mean? Your money slow mo My money like pro mo Giving autographs with the cash
wuhtchu doiin?? bullshettiin *Chris Brown* niigguh y u mad? u kno we bullshettiin ii liike mii carsz so ii liike mii broad's top miissiin made from
Nigga I don't play boy, I'm not Hugh Heffner, Bunnies in my mansion, and it ain't even Easter. Drop it drop it low girl, Futuristic Chris Brown, I can
's so hot up in da club Dat I ain't got no shoes on Holdin' up a big stack And dem hundreds in a rubber band Girl don't ask me for no cash 'Cause I'm
So Hot Up In Da ring Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack And Dem Hundreds In A Rubba Band Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash Cause Im Not
Hurricane Chris 5150 Ratchet A Bay Bay (The Ratchet Remix) [Chorus 1:] Im in the club hollerin' A bay bay [X5] Im in the club hollerin' A bay bay [X5]
