Chris Brown Shares First Adorable Snap Of Daughter Royalty!

The 'Loyal' singer took to Instagram to show off his baby girl in these cute photos...

Friday, April 17, 2015 - 09:17

We never had Chris Brown down as the doting dad, but if his latest Instagram posts are anything to go by, it seems the R&B bad boy is turning over a new leaf.

Earlier today (April 17), the ‘Ayo’ singer took to the image-sharing website to post the first snpa of himself and 10-month old daughter Royalty - with the pic totally melting our hearts.

God has blessed me with my twin. #ROYALTY

A photo posted by @chrisbrownofficial on Apr 16, 2015 at 7:46pm PDT

Dressed in identical maroon coloured hoodies, Breezy can be seen cuddling up to his baby girl, with the 25-year old captioning the image: “God has blessed me with my twin. #ROYALTY.”

He then shared another snap of Royalty - who this time, donned a stripy T-shirt - with Chris simply posting the crown emoji next to the cute photo.

Last month, it emerged that Chris had fathered Royalty with long-time friend and model Nia, with the revelation leading to the break down of his romance with lady love Karrueche Tran.

However, recent reports claim that a reunion could be on the cards for the pair, after sources reported that Tran is now ready to “accept” Royalty, who she thinks is “absolutely adorable”.

After seeing these Insta pics, we have to agree!

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I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you

We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

Ahhh! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got an engine full of trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hope my dick's, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like

We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (bodyyyy)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Specially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)

We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I win mills, Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding Scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an Outkast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)

We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof - ahhh!

Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Robert Allen, Britton Armani Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com