Brown Skin Woman Lyrics

Aiyyo Kris, yo, yo, yo

That was fresh, come with that next shit

Uh, fat, fat, fat, fat beats

How refreshing is it really?

How refreshing is it really?

Big shout out to Philly in the house

G. Simone, you know you're not alone

KRS-One on the microphone

Now we gonna come down Ruffneck like this now seen?

Mad Lion hold tight

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

We don't come with disrespect, we come with intellect

If you come with disrespect, you get a rope around your neck

Some people don't expect me, to be so violent

But me nah violent, just myself I protect

Too many time I see, young gwal pickadee

Pay five, ten, twenty, thirty dollar to see

Some rapper, some singer, some celebrity

Talk 'bout they wan fi sex up and fill up you body

But them nah talk about peelin' off some money

For the pumpin' on a bed, when you haf the baby

Whattaya think can happen next? After you're done havin' sex?

Too much of ignorance, not enough intelligence

Mahn me not against sex but too many DJ

Talk sex but them not talk about the next day

'Cause the next day them gone and you sit alone

Got 'em soup up your mic, pon de microphone

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

Brown skin gwal them can't diss, yo
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'Cause you run the show

Them call you all type of bimbo

But you know you're not a hoe

Bwoy pickade, check out your history

Brown man is a God in any city

White, man knew dat and dat was a shock

So dem whip up your bod' and dem whippin' not stop

But dem nah can't stop us wit de whip and de chain

So dem take away your history, erase your name

Still, with no name, with no fight, with no fuss

We just, take on the name, that Massa give us

That name is Nigga, the correct is Negro

It's Spanish for Black, white mahn call us dat

There is also Negroid, also Negro

Now, all nigga pon the corner playin' cee-lo

Man you're not a negro, 'cause you're skin is not black

Take a look at yourself, you're brown and that's a fact

You not jump from no tree, you not live in no cave

That's some garbage dem print, dem want you to behave

You a African man, some say Asian

You must respect your love, all brown skin woman

If you diss your woman, you not come wit no plan

So shut up your mowf, til you must understand

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe

Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

I know you want me to call you a nigga, no

I know you want me to call you a hoe, no

I know you want me to call you a bitch, no

This is how it go

Yes Kris, you're large

Another fat production by the Kid Capri

Big shouts to the engineer Naughty

Big shouts to Luca, and we outta here