Light Brown ft. Iniko Lyrics

Asked up my brother "What's the move tho?"

If it's dead I'm boutta hit up my boo phone

And my shorti ain't a thug, she a model, so it's different when I say she at a shoot tho

My lil shorti light brown skin

Ain't a city girl, she a town bitch

What makes her badder than them shorties out there is I know that she a down bitch

But she ain't got a halo

Told me yesterday, "Baby I ain't into labels."

"I ain't into love stories, nah I ain't into fables."

Told her, "Do you baby, you ain't gotta settle, you ain't never gotta settle."

She got em, got em, got em

She got em 

She got em, got em, got em

(Chal)

Need me a brown lil shorti that got a big back

And an independent lil baby running big checks

Need me a 2-for-1 combo and until that

It's like I told the label, "Fuck the deal." Cause the deal whack

Don't want no parts,

Pay me in cash, don't want no cards

Tell her flaunt those flaws

It's the weekend, her God in my pocket, she don't want no cross

MDMA in my pocket, got a baggy up my bro nose, cop car seen me

Running ain't a choice they gon beam me

15 bands or this end up on his CV

Or it's right on record

Wolf in the sheep's skin bribed the shepherd 

("Acha sir ye rakho. Saamaan dedo mera bas, hain?")

Asked up my brother "What's the move tho?"

If it's dead I'm boutta hit up my boo phone

And my shorti ain't a thug, she a model, so it's different when I say she at a shoot tho

My lil shorti light brown skin

Ain't a city girl, she a town bitch

What makes her badder than them shorties out there is I know that she a down bitch

Got em, got em, got em

She got em

She got em, got em, got em

(Need me a brown lil shorti that got a big back)

(And an independent lil baby running big checks)

(Need me a 2-for-1 combo and until that)

(It's like I told the label, "Fuck the deal...")