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Wu Banga

GZA

Supreme Clientele

2000

and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!

Egyptian, brown skin brown suede

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

beautiful brown people! We made it, it's crazy, but nah nah, listen
I'm getting ahead of myself, I'm getting ahead of myself
So like, I was staying with him

Comin For Ya Head

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

Nah, you don't roll enough
Louis duffel bag don't hold enough
Drinking the brown liquor for both of us
Rose on table, Jesus head with the cable

singing my heart out, i'm doing this rap shit like i am chris brown
You know i stay focused, i'm never fumbling i'm gone keep going
Love doing this music

Chris Brown's body
Go to the bank and spend all his money
I wanna have the voice like simi
I wanna be fine like adenkunle gold
Wanna be fresh like falz

on the rough side of town
I looked up to men like Chris Brown
I saw my momma get smacked around
My father's brown, he's younger than me!

I told the bitch all

the liq now
Diamonds on the wrist now dance like chris brown
Wooo
I got the drip like rick now
And a magic stick these hoes wanna lick now
Sit down
Girl you

it down,
And all of that s*** y’all talking, but look at me now,

Moves like James Brown, 
Women like Chris Brown, I said look at me now,
But honestly

swim with the shARKS EAT salmon
On the wild card, blue sea, Atlanta
Chris Brown with the diamonds, VVS dancin
Skim to the bread like a goddamn sandwich

like that
Said you ain't on this, so you still want diss
I wan swing my fist, and I'mma hit like Chris
And I'mma smack like Brown, cos they took my crown

Function [Remix]

E-40

Function

2012

just sayin', man (Talk to 'em, Chris Brown)
We out here tryna function

Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet (uh, what? Ratchet)
Bet the ding make

Amerikkkan Idol

Joey Bada$$

All-Amerikkkan Bada$$

2017

to hold it, I'm just holding it down
Protect my neck and my crown, patrol throughout the town
And they judging because my skin color is brown
And for

Light brown nice skin
Lil moma can I be ya friend
Hate gone come around just hold me down
Right by my side

In his pocket only lent
Ok tell him match

cannot hide it
Meeting Mister Right the man of my dreams the one who shows me true love or at least it seems
With brown cocoa skin and curly black hair,

To fall in Love

She crept in through the back door
She had brown skin
Like cinnamon
And
She's Holding all the cards
You see
And none of my vices hold me no

to grow
She was my one and only love
She was my one and only love
She had brown sugar skin
And flashing eyes that looked down deep into your soul
Full

puttin' all this pressure
On back of me my friends wanna kill me for
Success that I acheived
So I'm all by myself around everybody
Till somebody from

graze
I gotta chain came with the Lemonade stand, say she a dyke But she barley a man
Brown on my skin I’m too black For a tan
Look at this drip I’m too

that though cause were just living for now
Asking Hella questions but I'm just shooting them down
Cinnamon skin tones like Caribbean brown
They always

touching, trembling
Take off that Vickie's panties, bra
I'm only tryna see that brown skin
I can see you craving right now
When I kiss you won't forget
Make

hoes screaming save me
I'm sorry lil girl I can't be your baby

Pimp talk straight talk
Luh the way that bitch walk
Brown skin 5''5'
Huge hips my size

get enough
Say She fresh like wine, One in a kind
Baby, with that soft skin and that brown eyes
And that flat tummy and that back side
Girl I swear We

time

And , girl you sweet like coffee
I don't give a f*ck what my friends say
Imma be there for you anyways 
Girl you know it's all on me

Skin brown

a sport
Shit, I rather have you and
Kids we couldnt abort
Your red hair, light brown skin
You can do it all
Glossy pink lips with a hint of menthol
Cause