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[Chris Brown -
If anybody feelin' fresh in the
Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em
I know they me
And if your too fresh in the
Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here a lifestyle you would kill fo'
here with the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, for any of ya'll that didn't know
And I'm never that hard to because 420 is my ZIP code
But then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this broke
That's why I got so many
Broke man from the fifth
What would you do in the middle of the
When the sun goes and it gets cold?
Growin' up in a with no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my was always fresher
I go to school in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now this the type of life I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some I would vomit
I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel with my y'all, I'm this
Spent my whole chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?
My past memories, I miss
Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for
Brown - Chorus]
If anybody feeling in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I know they me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm fresh off my
Flow airtight no Ziploc
Get shit pop when my shit
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
Where I belong, it be long
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B
Some chick my skeet on
To the sole of my feet, G
You're gon' have to get reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly
On the and I'm off the radar
Madoff money, dawg
Got killers off with it all
I got the juice, could you a call
And we place a call to who place a
Don't get your and not too hard
I what you say
Back up the trunk and pass the
Here's where I'm stoppin'
Got swag all on me,
Can't it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums
How you
[Chris Brown -
If anybody feeling fresh in the
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I they feeling me now
And if you too in the building
Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I know feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a black from the strange clouds
And I'm here with the same team, nigga stay down
Still here for the side
Ain't a change but the bank account
Hands high I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my like a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe your whole squad
the soul of a soldier
But even still I don't want no
And no niggas with no
You cocksuckers need throw
I'm throwed off for the most
A dog with an old bark
dumb, but I'm so smart
I art, call me Mozart
My nightlife's like a soap
With two chicks like Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras with bodies like "Oh God!"
a poor child to on top like a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
Like a gas truck no park
So no applause, the applause
Just put your up if you know the song
[Chris Brown -
If feeling fresh in the building
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I know feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I know feeling me now