Lyrics:
Still I feel I'm bein' used
Ain't a damn thing changed
I'm an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
The only Cool Hand Luke left in this town
I get my lovin
You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was something missin'
Should have known by the tone of my voice, maybe
But you didn't
changed
Why should I be ashamed?
It's still my thang
It's still my thang and if you don't
Like the way that Bobby Brown swings
Stop calling out my name
of the torment/
Till inkling of performance, still thinking of us dormant/
cnd so it be, who hold close and kept dear/
were left there, won't know folks by next
Niggas missed it, too busy
They lyin' 'bout penitentiary
Man, you ain't been there
Nigga you been scared
And I'm still living single like Sinclair
times we'll have to go through
I'll still be lovin' you
Ohh, I will never forget you
I can't remember myself before I met you
You pushed me out but no I
around and that you should know
Brown Crowd with the sounds of the Brown for the barrio
Should I say I'm back or should I say that I'm still here
Sounds
lovin baby
Don't be acting all shy
When I come by
You already know
Just
How I'm coming
I'll be looking for the green light
And I'll stay all night
Until
some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Nkechi nye'm some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Abeg I want some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Oooh baby
Omo you gotta
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
You got me, willin to try, looked me in the eye
My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by
I'm feelin high, got my imagination flickerin like
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
still in the buildings (huh? Yeah)
Know I'm on the block, she could tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell, I could feel it
And I heard you got
to me
You love it
Them blue eyed boys need brown skin girls to rock their world
Just look at her, all dressed in pearls, they're lovin' it
So take a hit,
still down for me now?)
By the way that you smile
(Yeah, are you still down for me?)
Left once again at home
Another night on your own
Ain't no fun
the moves (moves) (yeah)
I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (I got that bag on me, ooh)
I got a couple hoes I've been lovin' on (you know what
(Honey)
Round and round wit you my baby
Love me now and through
Bring your lovin' home my baby
Ooh Ooh (sugar)
[Batman]
Still in feelin' more in
You think you're so way out
And you get all the action
But still you can't find no satisfaction
You specialize in playing the field
But now
I want you
I want you
Brown
Brown
Brown
Brown
Sugar
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
He said to come by 7 but I said 11
Cause it's
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger, whoa
I can King Tut tat you up
She a very freaky
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
still
A long fight remember the Trayvon's and Emmit Till's
Little brown boy little brown boy tell me what you gonna do if dem come for you
Little brown
know is true
It makes no difference by you
I'll be there with you
Ain't that lovin' you?
Ain't that lovin' you, baby?
Lord, ain't that lovin' you
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