[Intro: Chris Brown]
Oh
[Chorus: Ray J & Chris Brown, Ray J, Chris Brown]
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
M-M-Make a hundred million in my cherry red Vans
In my cherry red Vans
Cherry red, cherry red
(You know what time it is, nigga)
Cherry red
My niggas soo-woopin' and it's all on sight
A-A-A wife make a straight bitch (Yeah) wanna go dyke (Ooh)
I got that coke pure white, and them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans (Cherry red), cherry red Vans
[Verse 1: Ray J, Chris Brown]
This one for my niggas in the slam, cherry red
P-P-Pontiac Firebird Trans Am (Firebird Trans Am)
My auntie got the collard greens cookin' in the pan
And it feel like Thanksgiving when we feastin' with the fam
I-I-I buy my bottom bitch a burgundy Porsche Cayenne (Skrrt)
Paid my taxes to the church and said, "Fuck Uncle Sam"
I keep a mill in the oven like some honey-baked ham
I went from black tuxedo in some cherry red Vans (Out-we-chea, oh)
[Chorus: Ray J & Chris Brown, Ray J, Chris Brown]
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make a hundred million in my cherry red Vans
In my cherry red Vans (Huh)
Cherry red, cherry red
(You know what time it is, nigga)
Cherry red
My niggas soo-woopin' and it's all on sight
A-A-A wife make a straight bitch (Yeah) wanna go dyke (Ooh)
I got that coke pure white, and them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans (Cherry red), cher—
Oh
[Chorus: Ray J & Chris Brown, Ray J, Chris Brown]
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
M-M-Make a hundred million in my cherry red Vans
In my cherry red Vans
Cherry red, cherry red
(You know what time it is, nigga)
Cherry red
My niggas soo-woopin' and it's all on sight
A-A-A wife make a straight bitch (Yeah) wanna go dyke (Ooh)
I got that coke pure white, and them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans (Cherry red), cherry red Vans
[Verse 1: Ray J, Chris Brown]
This one for my niggas in the slam, cherry red
P-P-Pontiac Firebird Trans Am (Firebird Trans Am)
My auntie got the collard greens cookin' in the pan
And it feel like Thanksgiving when we feastin' with the fam
I-I-I buy my bottom bitch a burgundy Porsche Cayenne (Skrrt)
Paid my taxes to the church and said, "Fuck Uncle Sam"
I keep a mill in the oven like some honey-baked ham
I went from black tuxedo in some cherry red Vans (Out-we-chea, oh)
[Chorus: Ray J & Chris Brown, Ray J, Chris Brown]
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make a hundred million in my cherry red Vans
In my cherry red Vans (Huh)
Cherry red, cherry red
(You know what time it is, nigga)
Cherry red
My niggas soo-woopin' and it's all on sight
A-A-A wife make a straight bitch (Yeah) wanna go dyke (Ooh)
I got that coke pure white, and them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans (Cherry red), cher—
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