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Albums:

Philly Re-Grooved: The Tom Moulton Philly Groove (The Delfonics) · Latin Pulse/Spice With Brasil (Nancy Ames) · Spice Crackers [Bonus CD] (Camouflage) · Latin Spice (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Spice in Your Life (Richie Spice) · Spice in Your Life [Bonus Track] (Richie Spice) · Sugar & Spice [Expanded] (The Searchers) · The Spice of Life (Earl Klugh) · A Little Spice (Loose Ends) · Sugar & Spice [Japan Bonus Tracks] (The Searchers) – and 90 other albums »


Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
chocolate Thai, skunk and the haze
Roll a fat one, pass it to the left don't front
But I hate it when they don't take the seeds out the blunt
A bunch
a big sister by the name of Chocolate Thai

Brown Sugar babe, I gets high off your love
I don't know how to behave

I want some of your Brown Sugar, ooh
Even got a big sister by the name of Chocolate Thai

[Chorus]

Now that'd be how the story goes
Brown Sugar got me open, now I want some more
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
black silver tab Levi, stay high 
Buy the around in a gray five 
I call my niggas on my hands feet, voice recanition
Recognize by high park camition
Bring on that pecan pie
Pour some sugar on it, sugar, don't be shy
Scoop me up a mess of that chocolate swirl
Don't be stingy, I'm a growing girl
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth 
I knew that you got down 
Skin caramel complexion 
Lips chocolate brown 
I'm wondering now 
Would you
The clever fox crept close behind
Kept an ever watchful eye
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake
Or a boysenberry pie

Looking down was the hungry
and Alabama
Did the ink pad bounce through Atlanta
I be rapidly runnin through chocolate cities
Like Philly, D.C., Cincinnati, and M.D.
And Jersey, Lord have
Ah fuck it
Ah y'all got your nigga e-40 in this motherfucker
I buzz I put a step in

Kickin it in the fac house motherfucker

Ay, g-nut, spice
Ah fuck it
Ah y'all got your nigga e-40 in this motherfucker
I buzz I put a step in

Kickin it in the fac house motherfucker

Ay, g-nut, spice
than rings, niggaz won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'

One
When I’m alone
Smoking weed, sitting by the window in my home
Often thinking why the fuck is it I’m not in Rome
If I had a little motivation,
rings, niggaz won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger,
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn
together plottin' on the Nation
Cats got the puff powder dance
Underground economics, take a chance at the crackpot
Speak at the ones on top
At the gay
the Black Boogey Man 
Manic mad musician, maker of noise 
That's jocked, by your homeboys 
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
discover me, hit the front porch
Two women butterly lovely in front of me got my head gone
I sent the bitch in the bed home 'cause one of them
Got chocolate
the battery cables with the pliers
Check the gates, now i'm straight
Bumpin that menace to society by mc eiht
See I got spice, but i'm not the one
My
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down skin caramel complexion, lips chocolate brown
(I'm wonderin' now)
Ugh, would
hit it up 
Buggin' off my first Philly Blunt, and how I lit it up 
But time flyin', playin' these corners'll let it slide by 
Puffin' lye, homicide,
the Black Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was