| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| That’s the kind of girl I need down with my team
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| That’s the kind of girl I need down with my team
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| That’s the kind of girl I need down with my team
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| That’s just the way I like it
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| I need a girl who ain’t scared to scrap
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| Someone who got my back
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| Gotta be a dark skin or light skin black
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| The type of girl that stays busy all day
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| But when the sun goes down, she’s my sexy souffle (Hey)
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| Somebody real who ain’t afraid to work
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| If you try to disrespect ya mess around and get ya feelings hurt
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| She ain’t pressed from your? |
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| She’ll only flex with a brother that can handle it
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| And I don’t care if she’s a little bit jealous
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| She can still be a lady while she’s coolin' with the fellas
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| An intellectual, beautiful, sexual
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| Hands on her hip but when she flips she’s incredible
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| Candlelight dinners from her man
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| But she’s a trooper if she has to she’ll eat beans from the can
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| A very nice girl but don’t mistake her for no softy
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| And that’s the way I like it
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| Yeah, my black coffee
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| Black coffee gotta fit like a mitten
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| Roars like a lion when I stroke her kitten
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| Versatile, wears the Colgate smile
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| She got the piles of style, ain’t had none in a while
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| Party animal, but dig it, only when she’s with me
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| And I don’t have to worry 'cause she won’t disrespect me
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| She’s everything that a man dreams about
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| And when I’m with my crew, she’s all I talk about (hey)
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| Fancy hair, jewels all flushed
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| Backside bigger than (her mom?) but don’t touch her
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| Pretty skirt, you know the ones with the slit
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| A closet full of gear so you know she stay dipped
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| Body all smooth from using plenty lotion
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| Perfume smelling like some ol' sex potion
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| A nice girl but don’t mistake her for no softy
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| And that’s the way I want her
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| Yeah, my black coffee
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| Break it down
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| Black coffee, no sugar, no cream
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| Black coffee, the African queen
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| Part of the Afro-American dream
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| 'Nuff respect, I dig ya intellect
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| Appreciate the fact that you never miss a step
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| The backbone of the black home, here’s to ya
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| As long as I’m around
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| Believe me, nuttin' could ever do ya
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| You’re warm, considerate, and far from a softy
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| And that’s why I love ya, you’re my black coffee |