Lyrics:
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
better than us chillin out together
With a song from my heart
Six play, Six play
Feel my six play
Caress you in today
Strum you like you are
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Thank you for pressing play, on my new album today
Grateful for your time, hope my songs blow your mind
Reggae vibes flowing, positivity showing
From
All these rappers wear their idols shirts
Im spitting truth like ima bible verse
My album's like a vynl's worth
If she a groupie then i sign her
signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control)
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so
shoes (slime)
Came-came equipped it with the loot (slatt-slatt)
21, that's who (slatt-slatt)
Your bitch'll probably slide by the two (slime)
You ran
Well with buck shot eyes and a purple heart
I rolled down the national stroll
And with a big fat paycheck strapped to my hip sack
And a shore leave
The demons can't destroy you, nothing can
Destroy the soul or rise above the lightning of a music man
Oh, and the soul of a man wrestles with the pack
read "we love airplane noise"
And as the Eurogirls kissed the Euroboys
We say by-bye-buy it's time to fly
And to the easy groove we make a move
These are not the words to this song!
It's a totally different song please help
All search engines have the wrong lyrics
I grew up with this album
Sunshine groove, our happy getaway
Sunshine groove, never feel blue
With friends by our side, we'll make dreams come true
Sunshine groove, hearts in
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
revealed like you W. Fard
Some sheisty New York niggaz thirsty for chedda
You shinin' you get your jewels taken with your Hil' sweater
Keepin this rap
gets all in your head just like shampoo
I just wanna fuck with you like rude polices
I don't want a broken heart because I lose the pieces
Hey! Girl
[Chorus]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
today's doe money
No time for your freestyles so roll money
No more whack albums with two joints
No more ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points
(No
I'll be right by your side
Radio play me that new 3005
Bino won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with Fredo when
I'm out in the Chi
Murder
with minds not just money phoney
Collective greed bred helpless cronies
Prioritize and respect the grind
See that God keep the groove in mind
That's
Wanna groove
Wanna groove
Ill stay by
Your side
Wanna groove
Wanna groove
Let the thoughts go, wanna groove with me
You got a new heart and a new home
Lawrence
Breakin' hearts on some real thin line shit
I'm done with star chicks, I survived divorces
I ain't have to climb back, I just climbed in Porsches
Miami with no money
(and no other famous rock groups due into the
Area for at least three weeks)
She tries to pick up a few bucks by
Entering the Wet
a keep-it-real-heart and a commonsense plan
I loved how he said what he said sometimes
Whenever he found me down
With a laugh and that throwback Arkansas drawl
to build
Relationships with amazing people, speak to
Amazing people call Elon Musk
Out of the blue, or call
Obama out of the blue…he
Calls the home phone, by
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