Jus Don't Know I'm Tryna Be Solo But You're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No Girl You Know You Got Me Givin Up On My Homies And I Don't Go Out At Night
're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No I Swear To God 'Bout How You Look In Dem Jeans[? ] The Way You Be Walkin And Workin Them Heels Girl You Jus Don't
Don't Know I'm Tryna Be Solo But You're So Right It Jus Ain't Right, No Girl You Know You Got Me Givin Up On My Homies And I Don't Go Out At Night Cause
DJ He'll play it I'll say it, get the mic and I'll wreck it, them boys be like Lil' Flip you got so much money, you don't never have to go on naked Nigga
Chris Ward] Scavenger, Chris Ward I was raised that way Live in the streets, cause it pays that way (get that doe) Hand me the scale, so I can weigh that
is blown for sho' Ain't that somethin', you know Like that first high got me feelin' all right Remember on the first night I hung on every word you say Baby brown
your ass is insane Have you suckin on my toes, givin me dough Lettin you know, I'm the only chick you suckin it for Tell wifey you don't want it no more This ain't
it cuz I got somethin' to say bout it Wat I'm about to say is straight up real talk no cut I don't play bout' it There ain't a price u can put on a girl
flo? If he ain't... Let me know Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] [Verse 2] You'll see Girl I can set you off
like to introduce to you the future, The young , the new R&B prince, Chris Brown Spit flame, And me stick around ya boy Chris Brown [Verse 1: Chris]
ain't me no baby (he ain't me no) Oh no your man ain't me no baby (no no, no he ain't me, no he ain't me no he ain'y) Oh no your man ain't me no baby [
me know) Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] (Chris come on man ... ) [Chris Brown] You'll see Girl I can set
bags and half of it ain't your's I did things for, ain't rich ain't poor I want it to do more but hell I just ain't know her Well enough to know if this
did it and shes the best cause she wid me she think I ain't gone hit it but I'm a fly nigga I ain't trippin shawty so [Chorus: Chris Brown] It really
take the stomach off, one of my trucks. Now I'm riding in the goods. Line it on up, guarantee you get served. Lil' Chris, said run it, So I ran and told