Lyrics:
and on
But a man stand up on his own
I'm raised by a different code
Cut from a different cloth
Never been a follower
My momma told me be a boss
Watch who you
should
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would make her connection
By her feet was a footloose man
You can't
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from
Power trip high, hours tick by
Hands off the bag, burn it beside
Pretty brown eyes, hammer the hand
That's tryna catch light
Boy he, boy he better
you
You call out to me with those pretty brown eyes
But you, but you
You got me hooked by that beautiful smile
She said to me
I think you're somethin'
than just pretty
I thank God that she chose me
She a killa with them fine eyes
Slim thick with dem extra fries
Always catch me by Surprise
Keeping me
right
Pretty smile, light brown eyes
I've got miles on them other guys, face it
You could search America, Russia or Germany but never will you find
Excuse me miss
I couldn't help but to notice how alone you are
I dig the attitude and how you're acting like you own the bar
Got me flashing keys and I
Good woman
Said I'm done with these hoes
They be bad for my soul
I just wanna go home to a
Pretty brown thing
Put coco butter on your pretty brown skin
right
Pretty smile, light brown eyes
I've got miles on them other guys, face it
You could search America, Russia or Germany but never will you find
spinning
And hope start missing
And ya Life ain't clicking
So Ya Feel like quitting
Think you got it
Then life turns the table man
I miss cheerios and basic
my pants my shoes my shirt
Somehow still I make it work
I'm just tryna make it work
Steady working nine to fives
Miss being by my daughters side
My
Miss pretty brown eyes taught about the games that boys play so she see's through those fake guys
Been best friends since age ten and even back then I
I had hopes you'd be my cure
I'd rather deal with being single than cry mistakes
Miss me with the lyin', cheatin' that you can't unmake
I hate the,
tell by her demeanor
Loving her features
That's my Melina
That's my Melina
Met her last night in the valley
Pretty brown thing with a fatty
Shorty trying
you can tell by her demeanor
Loving her features
That's my Melina
That's my Melina
Met her last night in the valley
Pretty brown thing with
Yeah,
Yeah it's Big T-Y If you know then add the lita
I'm a 5'9, brown skin, spicy mamacita
If you're new then meet the crew, How you doin'? Nice
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
you miss you miss you )
My nigga tote the toast like you never knew .. ( you never know know )
Surrounded by the cops but he still will shoot …(He still
Drake be yeah she my baby the best I ever had
Boy to a man Wanya in this land I lay
All black liquor over Grand Marnier
If we being honest damn I miss
Plantain and Champagne for my Kandy Kane Queen
It's a brown sugar thing
Plantain and Champagne for my Kandy Kane Queen
It's a brown sugar thing
whoa
[Together]
Brown paper, white paper
Stickin' together with the tape
The tape of love
The sticky stuff
[Jermaine]
Brett.
[Brett]
Hey man. What are
somebody do it shout 'AJ T'
'Cause I fathered the flow, fathered the styley
Bare man wanna be a AJ follower
I need workers so it's fine by me
I'll
the man at making it last
Probably
Probably
'Cause I didn't know no better
Still tryna write the most dope flow ever
Too brown for a trap EDM thang
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