Lyrics:
early teens
KTM represent, not that you know what that means
All you gotta know is Amanda is queen
And I never really figured out what to do
Seems like
or tinder?
TIM: I... am an enchanter.
ARTHUR: By what name are you known?
TIM: There are some who call me... Tim?
ARTHUR: Greetings, Tim the Enchanter.
Gone get myself a teasing brown
Because they are the best gals in your town
A teasing brown is the best brown after all
They will sit by you through
All I hear is bullshit
I just hear a lot of blah blah
You hate it here today
But you'll love me by tomorrow
Thought we was for real baby can I get my
care of the baby
Thank you Lucy, you are so kind
As soon as the little one stopped crying
Amanda fell asleep Lucy put the baby away
She grabbed
I like the women with the brown areolas
I like the women with the brown areolas
I like the women with the brown areolas
Brown areolas
Brown areolas
I
Wassup? We need to talk
Let me light my backport
That's why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Yo, I love Los Angeles, you
Walk out Amanda, our fortunes are clear
These are the last of our days
Left San Francisco with time on my hands
And I got back with you on my brain
Hello, open the door up
Guess who's gonna ring your chimes
That's right, give me a big hug
You know I'll treat you right
Oh, girl, make it
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
In that Florida water
So pour more drank
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
I pour my drank on 'em
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Brown liquor
Brown sugar,
Hello, open the door up
Guess who's gonna ring your chimes
That's right, give me a big hug
You know I'll treat you right
Oh, girl, make it
Welcome, I know you guys are the heads of
You know, your own families, you know
But I brought a few friends
And you know, to let you guys know
When
Relax
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
We are in a state of emergency
Black people are dying in a state of emergency
All over the country
You don't
Brown how a nigga dance
Bro keeping a stick
Like he playing with lance
You copping from me
Get my cash in advance
Girl I don't wanna fuck
I'm not into
time I'm reading this,
If it's meant to cry, and I guess all people are meant to die.
What is it you're looking at? there's a hole in my chest call
laurels
Ooh who are you?
Not what the movies told me
You should do
Ooh who are you?
Who are you?
I get a taste of the feeling
Squeezed in the backseat in
mercy
I got heart, I rip the party apart
From the seams and hem up like bell-bottom jeans
But you get done, you get blues like 501
Brothers are live
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
on my own, aint feeling blue
How bout a clue, I don't need you
Reyna, Sophia, Camila, Simone
Alexa, Amanda, Gianna, Nicole
Those are the girls that be
but fallin' slowly
If ever you are in doubt, remember what mama told me
Brown skin girl, ya skin just like pearls
Your back against the world
I
I consider you a fan too
And I love you
No matter who you are, you mean everything to me
Right now, where you are and where I am, these trails stretch
So I just call her Miss. Brown Eyes, Miss. Brown Eyes
Next day I was walking on the FL
Could this wanna see her pass me by
Not this time I gotta
Saw you walking around through old town
I thought you said you weren't gonna
Be a hit no more cecilia amanda
I don't want to see you
Get like you got
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