Tekster:
Ben Brown You

work. I'm holding you captive (You can't be released) Captive, holding you captive (I won't let you go) Holding you captive, you captive (You leave) Holding you

Tiffany You said that you had an epiphany Would you like a little cereal? Who organized this choir of ex-girlfriends? Was it you, Carol Brown? Was it you, Carol Brown

And the kind of hearts we have are the kind that break in two Over people like me and you Cause you're not Charlie Brown... No you're not Charlie Brown

you I just run out of things to say I know you'd understand Every time I tried to tell you The words just came out wrong So I'll have to say I love you

loves you When this old world has turned you down not a true friend can be found Remember me I'm the one who loves you And through all kinds of weather you

crazy for loving you You tell me many ways that I won't do I may be playing the losing game I guess I'm crazy but I'll never change I've tried to let you

[Chris Brown] You're a dime (so beautifu) Top of the line (so unusual) Words can't define, You're running through my mind all day I'm so happy you're

priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing

goes like that it's Cleveland Its mandatory to leave these niggas bleedin' And you could neva hate against Bone You wrong, you know we brung it on so