[Chorus- Chris Brown] Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave
[Chorus: Chris Brown] Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave
[Chorus- Chris Brown] Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn?ve been so beautiful Don?t know why I gave
Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave my heart, gave my trust
go to foreign and go tun Al Capone Mek whole heap a money and seen in our own Now a we a lock the city and that is well known Yesterday Mikey call me
[Chorus] I'm coming home I'm coming home tell the World I'm coming home Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits and
head Don't need no time for paper and pen I sell my demos in boxes of ten Won't stop me unless you're a dirty bill It's like yesterday Fifteen hooded
the streets Clean in the work place, dirty in the sheets Keeps her own toaster, makes her own bread Lady in the streets but a freak in the bed You see she makes her own money
tell us all a story Who me, sir? Yes, you, sir I was an innocent man till someone grassed me of a plan Of earning some big a money If I hadn't mouthed
creatin casualties compensatin (D!) Dominatin devoted dealer devastatin Determination demonstratin, devine dedication Debatin drug deals, demandin dough distributed Definitely dividin double-digit dollar dividends Drama declarin demolishin domain dozer Directin dumb-dumbs doin dummies dirty
up who's this? (aarrah!) Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money
lost a house in mortgage sale. I say a solid prayer and yeah I know my god had heard me cause the next day p-money asked if I would sign it dirty
don't play by the rules 'Cause I was born to ramble I was made to roll living my stickin' life in yesterday's rock and roll I drink in dirty bars '
money, ok, bye You don't like bad chicks, ok, bye Now go that-a way, go that-a way [Verse 1] The world hatin on your boy just yesterday But like I said
the funny things Are blown away with your diamond rings Money has caught you in A prison of a loving thing The twinkle in your eyes is gone The money
