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[Chris Brown -
If feelin' fresh in the buildin'
Take your hand; hold it high to the right now
And say damn I'm killin' em, damn I'm em
I know they me
And if your too fresh in the
Take your hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em
I they feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still with a lifestyle you would kill fo'
here with the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll that didn't
And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP
But then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this broke
That's why I got so hustles
Broke man from the fifth
What would you do in the of the winter
When the sun goes down and it cold?
Growin' up in a house no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my brother was fresher
I would go to school in his clothes, I did go
So that's why now this the type of life I live for
up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit
I would throw up on cause I was so sick to my stomach
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel with my y'all, I'm close
Spent my whole life chasin' chips, Nabisco?
My memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for
[Chris - Chorus]
If anybody fresh in the building
Take your hand, 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 hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
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 back at the tip top
I belong, it won't 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 have to get your reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly
On the ground and I'm off the
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 and pass the buck
Here's where I'm stoppin'
Got all on me, homie
Can't wipe it we too ill, ill
how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums filled
How you
[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 they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm here with a black whip from the strange clouds
And I'm here with the same team, nigga stay down
Still for the east side
a thing change but the bank account
Hands when I come 'round
Cause I'm killin shit nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my passport's like a
Give a if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad
With the of a soldier
But still I don't want no parts
And no with no hearts
You cocksuckers throw guards
I'm throwed off for the most
A dog with an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so
I compose art, me Mozart
My nightlife's like a opera
With two like it's Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies "Oh God!"
From a poor child to on top a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
a gas truck with no park
So no applause, the applause
Just put hand up if you know the song
[Chris - Chorus/Outro]
If feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now