Brown Sugar Lyrics

Yo chill, lemme get right real quick

Brown eyes on my boo thang

5 foot, brown skin color dulce

Way I hit it she gon' hit me with a due date

Good girl but for me I know she two faced

Titties hanging like they're roommates

Love it real, bitches faker than a toupee

Say I'm a lover boy, hit her with a touché

Now she playing with the D, like it's 2k

I need one drink, two jays, closed case

Let you know I love you, I'm eating it both ways

Shorty wild riding while we playing X games

Love it when they're hanging in my face, loose chains

Baby I could die between them thighs no shame

Seen that thang movin' and it's fire close range

Babe I'm tryna drain you, Kurt Cobaine

I just need my people and my cash, no fame

No fame, I can't do the cameras

Hardest in the paint, I just need a canvas

Labels tryna take, they cannot advance us

Understand us, they can't even stand us

Skinny figure, pockets mad chubby

Spoiled at the top, she been rocking with me bumming

Ever since a youngin' knew the music had me jumping

We were posted at the function bumping

Yeah

Love the sounds only you make

Loaded rounds, when I eat it I need two plates

Ain't a sucker, I ain't fucking with no couch hookup

Sweet tooth and I'm messing with that brown sugar, yeah

You know I can make your bed rock

Treat you like the game, keep you both in a headlock

I been hitting every spot from the back

Kamasutra, know we don't miss with them red dots

Know I want you when I get hot

You can tell them other hoes go and kick rocks

And you know we keep toys, don't mess with little boys

Come and kick it with the big shots

Baby tell me what you do late

I can take you where your woes don't matter

Baby I ain't tryin' to wait

Lemme show you how your last should've loved

Baby tell me what you do late

I can tell your other hoes don't matter

Baby I ain't tryin' to wait

Lemme show you how your last should've loved

Lemme show you how to love