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Song title: Maestro Fresh Wes - Brown Sugar

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(sugar, sugar, sugar) ( 4x )

Its like a hot fudge drippin down
Drippin down, drippin
You got me trippin
Im almost slippin
Genuine, one of a kind
Brown

(sugar, sugar, sugar)

[ verse 1 ]
As I walk into the room, its easy to assume
A brother like me loves the girls with a boom
Coolin with my fellas, talkin how we makin ends
Walkin through the valley of the skins like my nigga trendz
Seen a hot dame, I had to kick game
Not a regular type of hottie I be seein on the train
Voluptous, I was presumtuous
So I had to step up, step up, step up to this
She said, you cant handle this
Im livin far from scandalous
I dont drink beers, dont smoke cannabis
Dont need a man for shit
Im an independent chick
Salt-n-pepa type of heffa, yeah, Im on my own dick
Never actin pompous, Im strictly conscious
Got goals in life that Im tryin to accomplish
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first names brown and my last name is sugar

[ chorus ]

[ verse 2 ]
You shoulda seen it, hops, she raised my eyebrows
The way the titties went bang and that ass went pow
She said, my hairs always done, nails always polished
Got knowledge, plus I go to a all-girl college
I had to step in and started tellin her
Baby look, all-girl college pussy aint no better than the regular
( laughter ) she started laughin and said I was cute
But I aint cute, youre cute with that skin-tight suit
You see what Im sayin, I wasnt sweatin her
But my game was on point cause I was gettin her
Wettin her, lettin her
Check me out with her retina
Scopin that ass just like a predator
She said, wes, youre a real cool brother
Damn, why didnt I met you earlier this summer?
I asked why, she said, you got mad flavs
But Im goin back to college and I leave in two days
But dont get me wrong, word to my moms
Ill be back for thanksgiving, so you know I put you on
You know I had a front like I was chillin
But deep down inside lets hit in now, money, fuck thanksgiving
I said, baby doll, dont play
You know a brother like me gives thanks every day
She said, dont even try it, Im far from a hooker
My first names brown and my last name is sugar

[ chorus ]

No additives, no preservatives
Strictly
(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 sexual
I mean, I know I look good, but shit, Im also intellectual
I caught ya peepin my behind
But we got so much in common, let our minds intwine
I hear what youre sayin, is what I told her
And it seems like you got a good head on your shoulders
And yeah, I must admit that your styles slick
But fuck that janet-jackson-lets-wait-a-while shit
She said, the more we talk, the more Im with this
But dont get me mixed up with all these other bitches
I just met you, I aint with it, but Ill admit it
When I come back I might let you hit it
I cant play myself and look soft
Cause in 1994 you know Im comin off
I got my act down pat, proud of bein black
Dont need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first names brown and my last names sugar

[ chorus]