Lyrics:
extra thick
They make me feel so patriotic
Man, American girls are something to see
I bet Thomas Jefferson would love be E T
This is a celebration
everybody want to be Nino Brown
They want to be Nino Brown, they want to be Nino Brown (yeah)
And the girls they love the Nino Brown
They hug they Nino
everybody want to be Nino Brown
They want to be Nino Brown, they want to be Nino Brown (yeah)
And the girls they love the Nino Brown
They hug they Nino
Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothing, feel like a asthmatic
69 her favorite, that's simple mathematics
And she can tell by my eyes I love that ass-clapping
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice size
I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought
The world
ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff, we don't love them hoes
Each flow that I'm spitting sound malnutrition
But it's phat when the clip in, boy, I mean business
We got beef for
Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob, Jacob
Jacob and sons
Red, yellow, green, brown
Scarlet, black, ocher, peach
diamonds and we got all sizes
Know she love a gangsta but ain't here for the violence
I buy the car, come with zero mileage
Huncho Joel Embid, I told her
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
Yellow, brown, and black and white
Our Father bless us all tonight
like Noah's Ark - my bitches come in pairs
You see I'm 5'11", my dick is size seven
And if a hooker's fine I can stretch you a nine
It goes deep (how
deep, I could have drowned twice
(Whoa-oh-oh) rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
(Whoa-oh-oh) eatin' good, vegetarian with the brown rice
(Ayy)
Look at your heart broke (What's in your pocket?)
You don't need it more than me, though (You a king, though)
Come off your gold chain
What's in your
bathing suit
And told her try it
Replied, while with these light brown eyes
I'm shopping for a lady friend about your size
She put it on so I paid for
buried alive
Can't walk a day in these shoes
These don't come in your size (ya)
You hot? Apparently not
Woke up wearin' a watch
Two Cuban links,
claim
If you a nigga you a nigga and that aint gon change
We love Martin Luther King but respected Malcolm
Cuz he didn't give a f**k about the outcome
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable
Let's stay in for the night
Maybe take a walk outside
Let's distance your pride
Me fall in love with your mind
If
(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
a love-love-love
A love like this sophisticated gangsta
Watch me thug like this
Snatch your bitch in the club like this
Seven zeros, need my pub like this
Stuck in
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothing, feel like a asthmatic
69 her favorite, that's simple mathematics
And she can tell by my eyes I love that ass-clapping
done
When I find that I have to run
Lyrics to music by the King of Swing, The 45 King
The words we bring I write, and sing
Cause I am Latifah, the Queen
Late in the midnight hour
When you really feel like you need a little love
And the man ain't nowhere around
And that can get to you sometimes
Early
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
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