Lyrics:
hypnotized eh eeh
Pretty brown eyes be my heart aye ohhh
Pretty brown eyes a me you fi be beside
A Baby love this is no disrespect a you me want so a you mi
romance) here comes romance
(Here comes my love, please honey will you dance?) will you dance with me, baby?
Ooh, yeah, oh yeah
(Pretty brown eyes)
it seems, you make me wanna ride the Coltrane to A Love Supreme
My brown lady, creates environments, for
Happy brown babies, I know it sounds crazy
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
look-a-there, the honey
The ooo-wee
Baby, way over there by the apple tree
I love, yo' lovely little apple
I think yo' apple is awful fine
So crazy about yo'
romance) here comes romance
(Here comes my love, please honey will you dance?) will you dance with me, baby?
Ooh, yeah, oh yeah
(Pretty brown eyes)
I got it
I ain’t never got to show that I’m popping
No show no Dough in my pocket
Brown baby just know
You got it
They don’t want you to know
You got
did a thang
But God chose and put me in a Rolls and
Keeps my wrists frozen, never brown nosin'
Like an explosion, I'm causin' commotion
Spit
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
Weezy, Wee (Weezy, baby)
Weezy, Wee (it's Weezy, baby)
Weezy, Wee (it's Weezy, baby)
Yeah, Jazzy Pheezy
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look
Weezy, Wee (Weezy, baby)
Weezy, Wee (it's Weezy, baby)
Weezy, Wee (it's Weezy, baby)
Yeah, Jazzy Pheezy
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look
the Brown Sugar
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
So why when you see my AP:
You just get a little
the Brown Sugar
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
So why when you see my AP;
You just get a little kinder
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell where yours begins, I can't tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need
She’s my brown eye beauty
I woke up this morning and, everything feel right
Cause I got my baby ay, right by my side
She’s looking so lovely so,
a Sistine Chapel
I can't play piano like Ray Charles
But baby when my life is through
I hope they say my masterpiece is lovin' you
Yeah, lovin' you babe
hold it
I can't lie to my feeling
Anymore, anymore (Poordamnkid, yo!)
Baby I'm in love with you
And I and I hope that you too will do
And by and by your
hear the car running
Tip the door man, so you know I got a gun in
Promoter already paid my money
I'mma make it rain on sugar and honey
Bigga baby
Yo I'm the first man standing upright holding a stone in my hand
After beating an ape claiming the land
Taking the stand and feeding my fam
Back
squabble, squabble
Yeah (Nabeyin)
Just-just-just-just
Just last night I had a squabble with my demons (demons)
Ass round, skin brown, Lord, you know my
it's Oak i hold my load down all
The way like the brown
World wide mob figure on a ride
Me and my niggas clown
" What happens if the manager
Won't give
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
my little brown skin
Hey you girl, you are making me sing
Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling
You’re my brown skin girl
You’re my brown skin gi-i-i-i-i-irl
disrespect you just really the shit
Pretty brown thing yeah she a little mean
Won't catch her out unless she wanna be seen
Body stay banging, she don't need
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