Lyrics:
Amanda's in her bed; feeling kind of strange
Dreaming of the boy that she saw today
Thinks he's by her side; wrapped up in his arms
Imagining his
Yo yo yo, check it out yo
[Kardinal Offishall]
Yo niggas be crazy to pass me, last seed to see me
Saw me before he was his rap dream die with all
Amanda doesn't wanna be
A millionaire, she'd rather feed
Her life and dreams by playing with my heart
She takes a breath and casually
Unwinds her
A face from the past or was it just a dream
Too scared to sleep knowing she's there
Hiding behind my soul
Like a ghost in the catacombs
Amanda's
there's just one stoplight
Oh, I wish she would know
There's a world outside her window
Anywhere the wind blows
Anywhere's Amanda's dream
She sits
eyes I think about her brown eyes
And even when I had day dream am picturing her with me
Am telling a such a shame 'cause I didn't even catch her name
She’s my brown eye beauty
I woke up this morning and, everything feel right
Cause I got my baby ay, right by my side
She’s looking so lovely so,
I first saw her scoping out the Alabaster wine
She thought she was invisible and didn't seem to mind
She damn near floated by me in a sentimental
Curly locks
And eyes of brown
Ray of hope
The golden child
Timid and shy
She held it all in
But I knew her well
The golden child
The golden child
dreams Brown from Africa (written and produced by Oluwatosin Jesunifemi Aderiye (Tonife)
I need cappuccino the brown nose get wrinkled
We on the single
Out with the foundation laid in place by the taste of Numbs House
Public Enemy number
And fuchsia stripes on harvest wood in the bathroom hall
The flooring by my cabinet is chevron herringbone laminate
And the brown and the beige
And the brown
And all eyes were upon her as she took her seat
Her name was Amanda with pretty eyes of green
And hair of blonde, strawberry blonde
Springtime
Amandaholden
Amanda Holden: you seem so golden
Livin' the dream up there on the screen
I wish I was holding your hand
In the golden land
In Your Dreams
[Chorus Janelle Monae (Sleepy Brown)]
We spend summer dreaming when we coulda be leaving [Whoo]
(Out here wil'n don't give a fuck)
Remember that lick we had hit (yup)
Broke in and we found the stash (okay)
20K right by the stand (20k)
Wrapped up in a brown paper bag (ah)
That wasn't
gone for the gallows to hang
Ah, ah
When John Brown walked by on his way to die
Conviction tortured him
He said, "Man is depraved
And there
brown overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant
I was so surprised and shocked
And I wondered, too
If by chance you heard
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
Mrs. Brown
when dreams were merry, white seemed the black horse
whenever life just carry you down Mrs. Brown
turn your head around now, you're generating
a little bit
Oh a little bit
Oh
Oh
Amanda decides to go along after seventeen years
Oh darlin',
In a sky full of people only some want to fly
Oh, what about D'Angelo?
I want some of that brown sugar then
Watch this rap bitch bust all over ya nuts like
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin'
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
I love her
And I hate to leave her
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
I love her
And I hate to leave her
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