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got it
(brothers and sisters)

Verse One: Booty Brown
Ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)
Ya mama is so big and fat that she can get busy
with twenty-two

around (uh huh)
Lets just start a function
If you feel down
Got my heart crumping
Like Chris Brown
If this what you want
Then please press pound
Let me

are shutting down
When you feel trough her big brown eyes
There’s some special magic
When everything revolves around you
So you need some blue
We’re

Girl, why you keep acting like you don't wanna talk right now
Like Everything I'm finna say, you ain't tryna hear right now, oh no
Packin' up your

this C's cucumber slices
Imma tell you when it tastes the nicest
When added to my salad make sure you dice it
D
We dancing now
Cuz dates give you energy

Staring on my phone and I’m waiting for you to call me back
Is you good on your own, are you all alone, tell me where you at,
I’m missing you in all your

It's that time again
It's that time again
It's that time again
When I catch the feels
See my soul is wrenched
But I know my heart is real
I've got

pronounce "my G"
Seems you skipped a O
In the quarter though
I'm brick and mortar need a glicky when you short a hoe
Get everything imported though
Had

pictures of us
The art lookin different but they seem to use the same brush
Stole our fuckin culture and trade it for big bucks
Took my canvas and dumped

than theirs?
Like a lot, it wasn't white, oh my God
Don't you get it?
They wanted the indigenous to be the hard laborers!
Y los mestizos, y peones, y

pictures of us
The art lookin different but they seem to use the same brush
Stole our fuckin culture and trade it for big bucks
Took my canvas and dumped

think you already knew that
Been drinking brown, in my feelings, trying not to pick up my phone
Feeling like everything different, fuck 'round and say

Kindle
Mommy know the Mic is my whole life, so there's no issues
Money is the motive emasculate men do not get to
And I feel like everything she do is for

I want you too stand up tall and proud 
I want you to speak up clear and loud brown baby 
Better fight for something or you fall down for anything

Fuck McDonalds and kfc their food is so unhealthy
Fuck McDonalds and kfc their food is so tasty
One day I walked into McDonalds
I was greeted by

even held you close
You know you felt it too
You know I always knew
That It would be us two
No one could be so true
You know the first kiss to my lips

me the Glock I'm a striker
I'm a mouse everything about me is my cheddar
You ain't know well now you know, Nigga I'm a trendsetter
You got beef let me

complain yeah (kana boy)
I love the way you dey call my name
This kind thing drive a man insane
Everything you want I do
That be why
That be why
I want

Welcome down here to the pits
Where everything you eat gives you the shits
And there ain't no shelter from the cold
And as soon as you're born you're

these hoes set to do bitch you late
Pretty bitch I reside by costal
Pretty brown clear skin this what that coast do
I'm the new topic bitches is old news

Haunted by these ghosts inside
Of my glass house
Pull me in, lead me on, let me down
And I wonder how
Was I dumb and naive to believe
That you

Your long brown hair|Those big green eyes|It takes my heart by surprise|Oh every time||Your lips define desire|Your love soothes the soul|Your better

forget it

She a brown skinned Goddess
Everything she got is
All labeled up this girl ain't
Never played the bus she just strolled by
But naw can't never

everyday
And got money on my mind
Every hour goes by
And I still be on that grind
Cooking in the studio, I feel just like a beast
Everything I put out, bitch