Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kriss Kross, artist - Chris Brown. Album song Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 06.02.2018
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
Kriss Kross |
| VVS protect all in my wrist watch |
| Got it jump, jumpin' like I’m Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Drippin' water, I forgot to turn my wrist off |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Hoe I’m flossin', tell your bitch get off |
| Hit it once and had her feelin' nauseous |
| She pop that pussy, put that pressure on her |
| I got a lot of freaks that live in Arizona |
| Now I’m seein' things, sippin' on gasoline |
| Poppin' the Xan, I got the soda and the promethazine |
| Five in the mornin', keep me up like soldiers |
| She say she wanted a OG, like hold up baby, |
| there’s more of us, you know I’m a nasty nigga |
| VVS protect all in my wrist watch |
| Got it jump, jumpin' like I’m Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Drippin' water, I forgot to turn my wrist off |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Reachin' for my .40 yeah, I’mma catch a charge |
| Don’t make my chopper bark, I’m a fuckin' dog |
| We could take it to the yard or firearms |
| All my niggas, we go dumb, bomb it like Sudan |
| Get it straight, now I can’t relate |
| Most you niggas fake, tryna infiltrate |
| Got gold golds at the gate |
| Grab 'em up quick, toss 'em in the lake |
| Got that goyard on my bezzels |
| Goyard on my wrizzle |
| Your bitch, she can’t resist |
| Assist me for some interest |
| VVS protect all in my wrist watch |
| Got it jump, jumpin' like I’m Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Drippin' water, I forgot to turn my wrist off |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Get killed if they crossin' me |
| They sprayin' so much, swear that they losin' me |
| We drippin' in saucey |
| Don’t fuck with you niggas that be on that broke shit |
| Rap niggas, I expose 'em |
| Strapped up like a soldier |
| Phone calls, yeah a big homie |
| Gettin' packed, I was on another |
| I’m chuckin' in Phantom |
| I’m doin' 100, the same for the ransom |
| Hear they good with them cameras |
| We be takin' that shit, everyone put your hands up |
| OHB, that’s the mob, nigga |
| Black out, do the job, nigga |
| Out of town with a passport |
| On Sunset, you get robbed nigga, I mean that |
| VVS protect all in my wrist watch |
| Got it jump, jumpin' like I’m Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| Drippin' water, I forgot to turn my wrist off |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| She gon' bring her girls, let 'em Kriss Kross |
| All that goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross |