Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brown Sugar, artist - Blu. Date of issue: 18.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brown Sugar |
| 250 on the hat, couple hundred on a sack |
| Ben Franklins in them racks nigga (bring it back) |
| 20 hocks for the wap, 60 g’s for the track |
| 3 steps for the rap nigga, (bring it back) |
| It’s a rap, then put it on that track, then icrack |
| They won’t know which way to act, uh bring it back |
| Uh, they won’t know which way to act, bring it back |
| Shoulda swallowed ma lesson than just a lesson from |
| The essence is freshest flesh of aluminum drum beat |
| Under a chest or settle under my speech, like thunder in a bottle to keep |
| (creep) |
| Weather me in wisdom gree sinist can unlock |
| Free spenders only spend in d days, by in d night, newborns sparkin her life |
| She like livin d breeve sleeve pullin like looking a where we took it from |
| dreams |
| Rhyme problem in d booklet with a CA theme |
| She feeling like hodeen on a Sunday evening, I mean |
| Really when the pain ease please |
| Bought some praline, baby gotta spring clean an leave |
| Summer fling, butter cutter lust on a freak |
| Never come up when we speak, maybe brought up when we meet |
| Sweet memories alone with the bonus of d Hennessey |
| Phone ringin while thinking: «Will she remember me» (And you did) |
| Aye yo, she cook good, look good, handle my business |
| When she pushin through the hood like it’s nobody’s business |
| I done shook sugar’s hand |
| We danced out in Vegas, what would make you think I wouldn’t speak it like I |
| made ya |
| Make your mind up Maybelline, them Maybachs in Madison Square |
| He lit the garden that was parked in the air |
| Part of me gone, it’s been a hard year |
| I keep pushin like we been all here humbling my hero an keep guardin in the dark |
| Till stay in the Versace that she bought me, all she wanted was that paper |
| folded up, no origami |
| Gold ropes fell on her gorgeous body |
| She know folk (folk), act like she don’t throw tight in that aura around me |
| Found an astounding down piece (piece), she house my on the daily |
| She call me a baby, just to shower me |
| She proud to be claimed (claimed), she keep the power clean |
| It’s a dream, straight out a magazine wit the baddest team |
| She knew what perfect was, she wore it like a purse |
| Short skirt, shirt in a knot, how could I not |
| (Charted up d knots) for d knots, cause we been have-nots |
| But we forget about it all when that track drop |
| She likes to rap, she is ma packages an Christmas gifts |
| An unravel d mac, an didn’t wanna take it back |
| The sheet’s king sized, send it to d laundromat |
| The scene be changing only cause she wanna change d rack |
| Now d scene is smelling fresh linen, quite refreshing |
| Wid a twist of d lemon, rockin like John Lennon |
| Old endings, to new beginnings |
| The worls keeps spinning, yo girl she keeps spending |
| Sprinkle some a dat keef on d leaves, she see d difference |
| Ignoring d blissful ignorance, she bout d business |
| As the benjamins go green while I visited |
| I believe you were listenin, so we can get intimate |
| Get you forever, you prayin life would be infinite |
| But I just need a moment in time before I get rid of it |
| I need to benefit, as beneficial to who is gettin it |
| We always want more, so take a little bit |