Lyrics:
we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good
we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good
we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good
plus dope helps me cope
With no smoke, I'm depressed and easily to provoke
.45's and Nines I'm heated, me and Kurupt puffin' on the Berry all day
we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good
we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good
of
Johnson, Brown, Hooker, Howlin’ Wolf
Waters, Otis, Didley, B.B.King
Berry, Lil’ Richard, Steppenwolf
Elvis Presley, Buddy Holly, Jerry Lee
Lightnin’,
"I like em Yellow, Brown, White, Puerto Rican, or Haitian
Hip to thigh ratio, naturally is amazing
I , cant deny this feeling, so I'm cool with
Telepathy Planes
We'll find our way home ago
We'll meet in the night
We'll never be cold again
Gotta reach my love
Gotta reach my love
On berry
lover zone
Your body made hell too hot that I can't control Blue berrys whipped cream all over your FingersShe got a crooked halo on and high heels like
(Lie)
Gimme skinny, regular or big booty (Big)
Whether she be a badi or she goodi (Raaaw)
I'm a equal opportunity shoota (Shotta)
Coulda black white brown
Diamonds on my neck I might just stick it on my wrist
I said I'm chief of my set (Yeah)
Brown skin poppi throwing Fendi through the net (Yeah)
She was
Been lookin' for a baddie, brown skin like 5'2
Or maybe 5'5, that'll make me feel alive
Shit get lonely in this rap life
A room full of hot girls, I
varies
Don't make time to be blue, I keep away from berries
Ascend with every song, I give credit to the veggies
In the lab at night, like I work
tones the stronger your bones
The motherland home the hair on yo dome
Your black is beautiful
Your black is beautiful
The blacker the berry
You need to sort your life out mr brown
But don't let these bars bring you down
Don't start crying acting like a clown
I'm a ticking time bomb yeah
a
Ize da sweetest black cherry
Juicy, dilly sweet berry
Sugar wine come and test me
Ah sweet like a sugar in a
Brown, firm and I shapely
Dis muh dilly
Smoking loud
Rolling weed inside my passport
She keep on snorting designer drugs off the dashboard
Berry Lush
Fairy Dust
Very much
Kushed out
Smoke
that's the muses
Chuck Berry, James Brown, Sugar Hill Gang, and Louis
We forget the roots that make us who we are
Bleaching white the rock and roll, rap
for real
I'm for real
I always will
I always will
I always will
I'm for real
I'm for real
I'm for real
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice
a gold mine
We are the chosen people we are divine
The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The coarser the hair be the deeper the roots
From sandals
noddy
Sh giving me top
She be so notty
She giving me sloppy
Clean me like a mop
Wet like tsunami
She brown just like coffe
The blacker the berry
da waterfall
I jus make da river flow, Oow-Wee
Girl, ReLax
I know dat it overflow
Da river keep Flow
Da blacker de berry, da sweeter de juice
I crave
others
Except for my sisters and brothers in my color
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
The darker the skin, the tighter the noose
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