Lyrics:
Wassup? We need to talk
Let me light my backport
That's why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Yo, I love Los Angeles, you
the blink of an eye
My time away just made perfection, did you think I'd die?
Not gon' cry, why should I care
Like we holdin' on to lost love that's no
is fuck you and love you, I know it
Brown sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I lick you like brown sugar, make me right
Brown sugar,
come round here, it's crazy right?
How a-judge can give a life and take a life
I nearly died that night, it's crazy right?
That's why you don't get
You used to all the attention, huh? (Yeah)
But you don't want no commitment, huh? (Uh-uh)
Why not? You should be coming home with me
Sitting in
Baby how can I be down?
Beautiful mahogany, you make me feel like a queen
Tell me what's that thing you do that makes me want to get next to you, yeah
I’m that brown boy from Africa I don’t know why I landed in africa But I’m proud to be an African I gat dreams gigantical You can call me master you
We Love You JJ
Aye this shit right here for Amanda right here
Aye that's my number one fan
Ok I'm back up in this fucking bitch, little bitch I know
sound, that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
(Whoa-oh-oh) a girl'll run
never saw me like
The way that I rhyme at a show
The reason why, man, I don't know
So let's go, 'cause
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
(Charlie Brown - "All good things must end")
believe it!
(Charlie Brown - Ive memorized that phrase by heart)
and you were born for this part
(Charlie
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
loss
Sisters when you love your man be careful how you tell him that
He will move ya back in the corner, use ya like a Sunday hat
You can hold your man,
you
Mean? She shouts it out all of the time"
Y'all don't want me to rep
Y'all y'all don't hear when
I rep y'all cause y'all
Be dick-riding everybody
for the smiles. You remain a saint. A loving pacifist is the picture of you I paint. Shirley the first born wrote me a poem and I never forgot that. Her
ain't even like that", "I don't even know why you just type back"
"Please tell him, please don't ever write back"(No)
They don't want me to write like
You want sexy
I give you sexy
Heh-he
It's brick and lace and Jurassic 5
And I like that
Mercy yeah!
Mercy yeah!
There's Brown Girl in
chicks that you think is mine
You know I paid his due, but I'm unfatable
Mami screamin' papi can I skate wit you
They want to ride wit me, stay fly
Poop brown is the color of rhymin' that I do
I'm talkin' smooth and movin' groovy cause I'm thick like poo
Outta town is where you're sendin' UPS
nah)
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gon' love me now
She gon' let me pipe (yah)
Screamin', "Sosa
That's that nigga that I like
I sell and I cop shit
Like Father Like Son, well, I was adopted
I told the Birdman, "Stunna, give me a chance"
But I don't even wanna tell you what
of leaving that queue
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
Her husband, andre Previn absolutely heaven
Even Herman Levin (13)
Wants to hire him, too
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
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