Lyrics:
Got a brown lil thing
Yea you know what it be, aye yeah
I been rollin on the west side
Neva stress puffin trees
Barbecuing by the beach
Got Views
crew prancing
Taken back by the showmancing
To junior year nights, no understanding
Tonight I'm laying here twitching
Thinking, hearing, seeing you
to five
I was looking for a break but I found a guide
From a channel on my late night satellite
I tried to win but in defeat
I found a brown eyed girl with
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
to get a little wild on this dark brown liquor
And before the night ends, you gonna turn this to a photo scene
You don't know that you bad lil mama, you
You must be used to me spending
All that sweet wine and dining
I'm fucking you tonight
Another one and another one
Another one and another one
trying to hear no legend speculation
This that great white north flow partna
By that brown boy born in Jaffna
With that black art green gets stacked up
Bow
am the illest and you stay horrendous
LDN to Cali flipping beats on major coast
Raise a toast avoid spilling wine on my designer Coat
Brown Manila
of something to get me through the night
Fuzzy Baby!
Insomniac, on lifes track, running laps
Everything I need (Chris Brown) gimme that
Time moving forward, I
splendid to me
Cause mister nice guy is what I pretended to be
I guess I just wine her and dine her
And by the end of the night I'll be behind her
Of changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
For when the morning breaks
They're swept away by golden drops
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
the NNUTTHOWZE!
[Hook x2: Tech N9ne]
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?
keeps making jams like his Jamaican
Get busy like Sean Paul was performing in the basement
Gal move with no hesitation
Dutty wine gal gal dutty wine
Mi
outspoken
A lot of growing up I was known as the token
Black kid but I got wiser n' woke and
Realized NJ made the great Paul Robeson
Rock the crowd like Bon
Isabel and her brown skin shined like a sapphire in the summer sun
The pride and joy of a Mexican lawman who lived by the gun
He got cross ways
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
From being daily beat
And Friday nights were the worse and
Daddy never came with flowers
Instead he spent hours at some
Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
From being daily beat
And Friday nights were the worse and
Daddy never came with flowers
Instead he spent hours at some
many figures, battle the world or any nigga
I'm Uptown Saturday Nite like Bill Carr's
Got weed in the jars with vanilla cigars
On the strip,
over[00:28.43]Wine down my body nice just, take it slow[00:31.74]We got all night[00:33.92]My darling come and spread your, yeah[00:36.84]I know you finna shine right
A Sunday night
A too full glass of wine, we’d fantasize
The London lights. Our two inseparable minds
Days passing by
So let me feel alright
In
phone, just got paged by a curly curly
Hit me on my horn three times if you want the crack
But fool don't be paging me no more for no credit sack
Sipping
dry
Well, his feet are bare, bare and dusty brown
And a hot wind blows over sacred ground
And a new day brekas
On the mountainside
Reaching out,
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