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I'm brown and proud and within that I have pride
I'm feeling great, what a time to be alive Surrounded by warriors, all we know is to
survive Only God

that I did
To keep your attention
And pass by time
Who woulda known
You woulda went right
Through this heart of mine
I reminisce
I kinda miss

gotta hear about the trouble loving brown has brought
Numbers on mental healthcare
Blunders on my skin it's scraped and bitten singed by hellflare

I Think They Like Me

Da Brat

Urban Hits [EMI]

2010

straight up like me
You heard pimpin' playa (they shine so brightly)
Don't stand so close vision burners with ice blingers
Respect my whole squad no you

It's All About the Benjamins

Playa H8

A Tribute to P. Diddy

2003

real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't

THE WINTER WHEN IT'S COLD OUTSIDE
WE'LL STAY CLOSE ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
YOU ARE MY DREAM, YEAH,
YOU ARE MY DREAM, OOOH

WHEN YOU'RE HERE BY MY SIDE
I'LL GIVE

Everything is good and brown
I'm here again
With a sunshine smile upon my face
My friends are close at hand
And all my inhibitions have disappeared

Yo! Man, I'm an expert on bitches' man, You'll niggas be making females complicated
When they real simple creatures of habit. The female is a lying,

with you
Alive when I'm in you
Pretty face, bottle shape, back with them dimples yea

Fly across the world just to see you
Close your eyes, fantasise

to lose, winning is my own tradition
I dream big! You know I make the change right?
I'm up in the game and niggas gotta hang tight
I'm like an animal

the floor
Dance until your sore or
If you close the door babe
You could fuck on me

She's likin it slow
Happy meal down her throat
Then she swallow and said

sinking (yea)
Walked by your girl and she winking
But I don’t give it no thinking
Tunnel vision to the Benjamin Franklins 
Dome shots like you Abraham

don't see this oil on me
Bounce bounce drop
Where you at I'm on they top
Yea
I see them demons call em out
Come out
They baller blocking I close shop
Yea

watching 
shot him in his eye
talking shit 
want his head off
all my niggas sped off
selling drugs by my spot
you gone have to break me off
you know I'm in

now muting sounds so beneath me
This no bobby brown cool it now you can't reach me
Got a ring from the king you still tryna deceive me
Didn't need you

Deaden the sound
Say what you want
Moira, Moira, Moira
You're too far
It's tearing me apart
Swallowed up by black tar
Oh, we we're close but no cigar
Don't

giving out clues
Gave me the Wop bout her a lil Gucci
I'm brown skin and counting up blues
Poppin them tags whats the size pum-pum
Imma big boss and you

with the cash I got
I thought you said you gettin' money, nigga
I swear to God, this shit ain't funny, nigga
Know I used to be mad by me, nigga

And now

you need to move around
It be murder that she wrote we confuse the town
I remember we was close now we keep losing ground
Ain't feeling right I'm moving

and it's one
And for a few it's fun
But live and die by the same gun
You shoot down what you don't let run
Good headlines from the judge, ask anyone
Book

Everytime, the sun goes down
And your hair, turns golden brown
Grab your hips, close my eyes
Like a dream once in a while
Let me feel this one more

And it reminds you that you're blind and cool with it
You got a little too close, more than most who are milquetoast overdosed
Who read The Post and don't

felt this chill before
By then I had lost you
You began to grow cold
I guess our love was old
Funny how the seasons change
I’m far from laughter though

getting my name up
Paranoid tweaking, every day I'm getting followed by the same trucks
Nothing but Backpack Boyz and my matte black toy in my back pack,