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(sugar, sugar, sugar) (4x)
it&#39;s like a hot fudge drippin down
drippin down, drippin
you got me trippin
i&#39;m almost slippin
genuine, one of a kind
brown
(sugar, sugar, sugar)
[ verse 1 ]
as i walk into the room, it&#39;s easy to assume
a brother like me loves the girls with a boom
coolin with my fellas, talkin how we makin ends
walkin through the &#39;valley of the skins&#39; like my nigga trendz
seen a hot dame, i had to kick game
not a regular type of hottie i be seein on the train
voluptous, i was presumtuous
so i had to step up, step up, step up to this
she said, &quot;you can&#39;t handle this
i&#39;m livin far from scandalous
i don&#39;t drink beers, don&#39;t smoke cannabis
don&#39;t need a man for shit
i&#39;m an independent chick
salt-n-pepa type of heffa, yeah, i&#39;m on my own dick
never actin pompous, i&#39;m strictly conscious
got goals in life that i&#39;m tryin to accomplish
a real good looker, far from a hooker
my first name&#39;s brown and my last name is sugar&quot;
[ chorus ]
[ verse 2 ]
you shoulda seen it, hops, she raised my eyebrows
the way the titties went bang and that ass went pow
she said, &quot;my hair&#39;s always done, nails always polished
got knowledge, plus i go to a all-girl college&quot;
i had to step in and started tellin her
&quot;baby look, all-girl college pussy ain&#39;t no better than the regular&quot;
(laughter) she started laughin and said i was cute
but i ain&#39;t cute, you&#39;re cute with that skin-tight suit
you see what i&#39;m sayin, i wasn&#39;t sweatin her
but my game was on point cause i was gettin her
wettin her, lettin her
check me out with her retina
scopin that ass just like a predator
she said, &quot;wes, you&#39;re a real cool brother
damn, why didn&#39;t i met you earlier this summer?&quot;
i asked why, she said, &quot;you got mad flavs
but i&#39;m goin back to college and i leave in two days
but don&#39;t get me wrong, word to my moms
i&#39;ll be back for thanksgiving, so you know i put you on&quot;
you know i had a front like i was chillin
but deep down inside &quot;let&#39;s hit in now, money, fuck thanksgiving&quot;
i said, &quot;baby doll, don&#39;t play
you know a brother like me gives thanks every day&quot;
she said, &quot;don&#39;t even try it, i&#39;m far from a hooker
my first name&#39;s brown and my last name is sugar
[ chorus ]
no additives, no preservatives
strictly
(sugar, sugar, sugar)
a granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown
(sugar, sugar, sugar)
no saccharin, no equal or sequel
(sugar, sugar, sugar)
a granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown
(sugar, sugar, sugar)
that&#39;s right
[ verse 3 ]
she said, &quot;wes, don&#39;t look at me as just sexual
i mean, i know i look good, but shit, i&#39;m also intellectual
i caught ya peepin my behind
but we got so much in common, let our minds intwine&quot;
&quot;i hear what you&#39;re sayin,&quot; is what i told her
&quot;and it seems like you got a good head on your shoulders
and yeah, i must admit that your style&#39;s slick
but fuck that janet-jackson-let&#39;s-wait-a-while shit&quot;
she said, &quot;the more we talk, the more i&#39;m with this
but don&#39;t get me mixed up with all these other bitches
i just met you, i ain&#39;t with it, but i&#39;ll admit it
when i come back i might let you hit it
i can&#39;t play myself and look soft
cause in 1994 you know i&#39;m comin off
i got my act down pat, proud of bein black
don&#39;t need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat
a real good looker, far from a hooker
my first name&#39;s brown and my last name&#39;s sugar&quot;
[ chorus]

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