Maestro Fresh Wes - Brown Sugar Lyrics
(sugar, sugar, sugar) ( 4x )Its like a hot fudge drippin downDrippin down, drippinYou got me trippinIm almost slippinGenuine, one of a kindBrown(sugar, sugar, sugar)[ verse 1 ]As I walk into the room, its easy to assumeA brother like me loves the girls with a boomCoolin with my fellas, talkin how we makin endsWalkin through the valley of the skins like my nigga trendzSeen a hot dame, I had to kick gameNot a regular type of hottie I be seein on the trainVoluptous, I was presumtuousSo I had to step up, step up, step up to thisShe said, you cant handle thisIm livin far from scandalousI dont drink beers, dont smoke cannabisDont need a man for shitIm an independent chickSalt-n-pepa type of heffa, yeah, Im on my own dickNever actin pompous, Im strictly consciousGot goals in life that Im tryin to accomplishA real good looker, far from a hookerMy first names brown and my last name is sugar[ chorus ][ verse 2 ]You shoulda seen it, hops, she raised my eyebrowsThe way the titties went bang and that ass went powShe said, my hairs always done, nails always polishedGot knowledge, plus I go to a all-girl collegeI had to step in and started tellin herBaby look, all-girl college ***** aint no better than the regular( laughter ) she started laughin and said I was cuteBut I aint cute, youre cute with that skin-tight suitYou see what Im sayin, I wasnt sweatin herBut my game was on point cause I was gettin herWettin her, lettin herCheck me out with her retinaScopin that ass just like a predatorShe said, wes, youre a real cool brotherDamn, why didnt I met you earlier this summer?I asked why, she said, you got mad flavsBut Im goin back to college and I leave in two daysBut dont get me wrong, word to my momsIll be back for thanksgiving, so you know I put you onYou know I had a front like I was chillinBut deep down inside lets hit in now, money, ***** thanksgivingI said, baby doll, dont playYou know a brother like me gives thanks every dayShe said, dont even try it, Im far from a hookerMy first names brown and my last name is sugar[ chorus ]No additives, no preservativesStrictly(sugar, sugar, sugar)A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown(sugar, sugar, sugar)No saccharin, no equal or sequel(sugar, sugar, sugar)A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown(sugar, sugar, sugar)Thats right[ verse 3 ]She said, wes, dont look at me as just sexualI mean, I know I look good, but shit, Im also intellectualI caught ya peepin my behindBut we got so much in common, let our minds intwineI hear what youre sayin, is what I told herAnd it seems like you got a good head on your shouldersAnd yeah, I must admit that your styles slickBut ***** that janet-jackson-lets-wait-a-while shitShe said, the more we talk, the more Im with thisBut dont get me mixed up with all these other *****esI just met you, I aint with it, but Ill admit itWhen I come back I might let you hit itI cant play myself and look softCause in 1994 you know Im comin offI got my act down pat, proud of bein blackDont need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fatA real good looker, far from a hookerMy first names brown and my last names sugar[ chorus]
