D. Brown - Round & Round Lyrics D. Brown - Round & Round Lyrics D. Brown - Round & Round Lyrics
fair Born March of '86, my birthday's coming And if I had one wish, yeah, you'd be it When you're 'round I lose myself inside your mouth You've got brown
world, now I'm on a world tour I will give up everything even start a world war For these ghetto girls and boys, I'm rappin' 'round the world for Africa
a red-bone chick before She don't do it like you do So I know what I want tonight Fly on a chocolate high Baby girl, you'd think you'd know The right
town when you see me you know everything black and yellow [x4] I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in black and yellow [x4] [Young Jeezy] Brown
tracksuite Runnin round the streets where the gully is the black dudes Robbin Niggers bare faced I knew it wasnt fair mate We'd lick a couple lappys And we'd
the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown
round my vegetables I'm gonna chow down my vegetables I love you most of all My favorite vegetable If you brought a big brown bag of them home I'd jump
of the mountain kings I stood high upon a mountain top, naked to the world In front of every kind of girl There was long ones, tall ones, short ones Brown ones, black ones, round
never, never a trace of red, oh, let it swing, yeah On a sidewalk, blue Sunday mornin' Lies a body oozin' life Some, someone's sneakin' 'round a corner
Whether you like it or not, he's back D-A-double D-Y Fat Sacks Ridin' in the Cadillac Beatin' like some beat it up The game dun' changed Out- Kast came
it When they find me in the morning wet and drowned And the word gets 'round Goin' down Goin' down Coming' up for air It's pretty stuffy under there I'd
y'all, the gulf coast Sippin' blurbs, we perb on, serve and get a smoke Eyes bleedin' from the brown shit The porch thick as you could ever fuk around
had me stuck like glue We would dry out Macy's, but 8 G's worth of Polo See the dreaded one-sixty copping ounces for dolo Stuffing 40's in brown bags
the house So it never get ignored Wanna top notch kitty Way everybody can't afford Let the top straight back Set that kitty in the Porsche Drive the kitty round
lover, she want none other Don't need another one when we got one another I take her out, then I take her down I beat it up twelve round She, she got
no bitch Slide my panties off in your Lamborghini TMZ just saw my coochie like I was Britney Be Flo Rida and spin me right round, round But don't try to bite me like Chris Brown
to jam 4 you, everybody get up I just want to jam 4 you I just want to jam 4 you, get on up "Get down, get down, on down", like James Brown plus I get
