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Chris Brown - Convertible Lyrics

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I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer,

Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow,
550 Benzo you ain't on my level.
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle,
Magazine star dating nothing but the models,



I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
(You bastards, bastards)
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer,

Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow,
550 Benzo you ain't on my level.
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle,
Magazine star dating nothing but the models,

Money piling up you would think I one the Lotto,
Cash ? everything around me thats my motto,
All black Rolex you had never seen no,
Coutnin big chips you can call me a casino,

Hey you shawty what it do,
Whip so sick you can call it bird flu,
Got the top back hair blowing in the air,
Imma bout to kill it this year,

Cos I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a,
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer,

Point black I'm the best in general,
You know I ballin' I ain't talkin bout genitals,
Imma shark you can't catch me with no fishing pole,
In the dark you can see me cos my whislte glow,
Get some stripes lil' mama make my whislte blow,
Don't need no misltetoe, but you can kiss it though,
But baby drop it low and make it shake for me,
Call me fellow of reserve cos I make money,

And then I waste money,
My chain so sunny,
I got them carrots so I share it with them snow bunnies,
Yo money is only bout yayha,
I got that ching ching money like shangha,
Yea Imma fool wit it,
Know what to do wit it,
Who you know got a private jet with the windows tinted,
Overseas cash,
Get overseas ass,
? lock like I`m dreading with some beeswax,

Hey you shawty what it do,
Whip so sick you can call it bird flu,
Got the top back hair blowing in the air,
Imma bout to kill it this year,

Cos I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer, (Hey)
I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer, (Whoa)
I went from a,
I went from a convertible like Imma transformer,
I went from a,
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer, (Yeea)

Hey lil`mama pretty thang over there,
Put my CD on and let it bang through ya ear,
You know I`m the best,
Watch me do meh step,
And Imma let you do the rest,
Cos I got dimes on me,
And I ain`t talking bout no weed,
I mean fine shawtys,
And they running with CB yea,

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