Lyrics:
Sunday AFTERNOON
(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen, and Kenny Finnel)
Yeah, on the re-make ????? Sunday afternoon, yo
DOA, bring it to me,
girl
You know say you came and you changed my world
Just like in the movies
My brown skin girl
More precious than any pearl
I never met a shawty, shawty
so much but you make It feel better ooh
Girl I miss you and I want you and This feeling is forever ever
Pretty Brown eyes dark brown hair them Other
run around the whole wide world
Just me and my girl (Just me and my girl)
I got a cup full of that Honey Brown
I wanna drank it with the whole wide
run around the whole wide world
Just me and my girl (Just me and my girl)
I got a cup full of that Honey Brown
I wanna drank it with the whole wide
girls with 9 to 5's dance with pride
This is the USA, great to be alive
Great watch the videos with them big ol' thighs
Brown and blue-green
Yeah I see allot of hoes, but they don't like me
I know they'll only like me if by wrist be icy
Henney be making my mind swirl
My hands I can't feel them
Brown Skin Girl
(Chorus)
I can feel my heart beat,
Faster when she’s looking at me,
never seen a woman so complete,
And I don’t wanna look away,
racism
She like the young nigga by my brown skin
My shag dog fro
I'm king to her
She will please her friend for me
So funny and they'll starve in
falls
Down on my skin
Radiate my light
Vibration high
Mediate ascend to glorious heights
Melanin magic,
Black girl magic,
If u don't have it,
Tragic,
clown dance (bitch)
If you make it clap for me, bitch, I'm pullin' out bands (Shut the fuck up)
Fuckin' to some Chris Brown, king of R&B (B)
She want
The perfect storm is Twista and Chris Brown ya dig
I got a new one for ya
Lets make a movie baby
Twista got cars
Big swagger
I'm a rock star like
could you played me baby
This is so shady
Na why you con play me baby
So what's gonna be now
I know you gonna hate me
Like Chris, Chris Brown
This girl
Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run
Sneak (dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower
for your FYI, I'm the motherfuckin' best out
I like women with caramel skin
Like the girl who used to sing with Chilly and Left Eye
Especially ones
a good girl with style
Then you can see I'm a good fit in your eyes
Oh woah, oh oh yea
Brown skin
Nice eyes
With a small waist
You been talking that talk
a friend or two
Come threw, miss brown skin can you feel me up
Like what’s in my cup, hot stuff got me in a rush
Break it down I let you roll it up
Folgers
everybody need somebody to love to love yea
A melanin thing her pretty brown skin
It's a gift from the king of all kings Shout out to all my black queens
Stay
shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But
kegs
True, I'm blue, the smith can't stick to doo-doo
Yo Chino we needle we brown with the King Crown
Rockin underground bound, and pullin girls
single for a year
I ain't crying no more tears
Leaving Seguin in the rear
Look at me now, I'm not Chris Brown
Cause I'm making hits, the kind that makes my
that. Ma, we been through that)
Girl, that was a one night fling
You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling
You kept licking your
that. Ma, we been through that)
Girl, that was a one night fling
You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling
You kept licking your
maybe I'm crazy (maybe i'm crazy yeah)
Chris Brown:
na baby, dont make me beg for it
i can see you backin it up on me givin it up for free let me hold it
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