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Артист: Maestro Fresh WesНазвание : Brown SugarДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : canadian rap hip hop canadian hip-hop old school canadian rap hip hop canadian hip-hop old school Видео:
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It`s like a hot fudge drippin down Drippin down, drippin You got me trippin I`m almost slippin Genuine, one of a kind Brown (Sugar, sugar, sugar) [ VERSE 1 ] As I walk into the room, it`s easy to assume A brother like me loves the girls with a boom Coolin with my fellas, talkin how we makin ends Walkin through the `valley of the skins` like my nigga Trendz Seen a hot dame, I had to kick game Not a regular type of hottie I be seein on the train Voluptous, I was presumtuous So I had to step up, step up, step up to this She said, "You can`t handle this I`m livin far from scandalous I don`t drink beers, don`t smoke cannabis Don`t need a man for shit I`m an independent chick Salt-N-Pepa type of heffa, yeah, I`m on my own dick Never actin pompous, I`m strictly conscious Got goals in life that I`m tryin to accomplish A real good looker, far from a hooker My first name`s Brown and my last name is Sugar" [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2 ] You shoulda seen it, hops, she raised my eyebrows The way the titties went bang and that ass went pow She said, "My hair`s always done, nails always polished Got knowledge, plus I go to a all-girl college" I had to step in and started tellin her "Baby look, all-girl college pussy ain`t no better than the regular" ( Laughter ) She started laughin and said I was cute But I ain`t cute, you`re cute with that skin-tight suit You see what I`m sayin, I wasn`t sweatin her But my game was on point cause I was gettin her Wettin her, lettin her Check me out with her retina Scopin that ass just like a predator She said, "Wes, you`re a real cool brother Damn, why didn`t I met you earlier this summer?" I asked why, she said, "You got mad flavs But I`m goin back to college and I leave in two days But don`t get me wrong, word to my moms I`ll be back for Thanksgiving, so you know I put you on" You know I had a front like I was chillin But deep down inside "Let`s hit in now, money, fuck Thanksgiving" I said, "Baby doll, don`t play You know a brother like me gives thanks every day" She said, "Don`t even try it, I`m far from a hooker My first name`s Brown and my last name is Sugar [ CHORUS ] No additives, no preservatives Strictly (Sugar, sugar, sugar) A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown (Sugar, sugar, sugar) No saccharin, no equal or sequel (Sugar, sugar, sugar) A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown (Sugar, sugar, sugar) That`s right [ VERSE 3 ] She said, "Wes, don`t look at me as just sexual I mean, I know I look good, but shit, I`m also intellectual I caught ya peepin my behind But we got so much in common, let our minds intwine" "I hear what you`re sayin," is what I told her "And it seems like you got a good head on your shoulders And yeah, I must admit that your style`s slick But fuck that Janet-Jackson-Let`s-Wait-A-While shit" She said, "The more we talk, the more I`m with this But don`t get me mixed up with all these other bitches I just met you, I ain`t with it, but I`ll admit it When I come back I might let you hit it I can`t play myself and look soft Cause in 1994 you know I`m comin off I got my act down pat, proud of bein black Don`t need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat A real good looker, far from a hooker My first name`s Brown and my last name`s Sugar" [ CHORUS] | Похожие исполнители:
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