Brown Sugar Lyrics

(sugar, sugar, sugar) ( 4x )

It's like a hot fudge drippin down
Drippin down, drippin
You got me trippin
I'm almost slippin
Genuine, one of a kind
Brown

(sugar, sugar, sugar)

[ verse 1 ]
As I walk into the room, it's easy to a*sume
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 can't handle this
I'm livin far from scandalous
I don't drink beers, don't smoke cannabis
Don't need a man for shit
I'm an independent chick
Salt-n-pepa type of heffa, yeah, I'm on my own d**k
Never actin pompous, I'm strictly conscious
Got goals in life that I'm tryin to accomplish
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first name's 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 a*s went pow
She said, "my hair's 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 pus*y ain't no better than the regular"
( laughter ) she started laughin and said I was cute
But I ain't cute, you're cute with that skin-tight suit
You see what I'm sayin, I wasn't 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 a*s just like a predator
She said, "wes, you're a real cool brother
Damn, why didn't I met you earlier this summer? "
I asked why, she said, "you got mad flavs
But I'm goin back to college and I leave in two days
But don't get me wrong, word to my moms
I'll 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 "let's hit in now, money, f**k thanksgiving"
I said, "baby doll, don't play
You know a brother like me gives thanks every day"
She said, "don't even try it, I'm far from a hooker
My first name's 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)
That's right

[ verse 3 ]
She said, "wes, don't look at me as just s*xual
I mean, I know I look good, but shit, I'm also intellectual
I caught ya peepin my behind
But we got so much in common, let our minds intwine"
"i hear what you're 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 style's slick
But f**k that janet-jackson-let's-wait-a-while shit"
She said, "the more we talk, the more I'm with this
But don't get me mixed up with all these other bitches
I just met you, I ain't with it, but I'll admit it
When I come back I might let you hit it
I can't play myself and look soft
Cause in 1994 you know I'm comin off
I got my act down pat, proud of bein black
Don't need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first name's brown and my last name's sugar"

[ chorus]

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