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- Composers:
- Ray
- Anthony L.
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- 1990s
- 1994
- love
- rap
 
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Sir Mix-A-Lot - Brown Shuga lyrics
"tell 'about me baby"
 Sweet brown shuga, that's what I call this female
 Bad from the head to the motherfuckin' toenails
 I ain't sprung, I'm just poppin' them facts'
 Baby is a female mack yeahuhmm
 Eyes that kill when the loc's are peeled
 Takin' your money if your game ain't real
 Known to keep the ass on propa (propa)
 Never gettin tickets from those horney-ass coppas
 There she go, walkin through the mall
 4 inch pumps got her 6 feet tall
 Switchin,
 Aint' thinkin 'bout stickin
 Looking like she never seen a kitchen
 Just broke up with her boyfriend (boyfriend)
 Looking for a fool with a grip of ends (grip of ends)
 Met one, boom, there he is
 A rich young brotha in showbiz yeh
 Big man, c.e.o.
 6 double o are the letters on his benzo
 Big mack daddy, bad to the bone
 But 3 months later it's on
 He done took her to the beach
 Rubbed her feet
 And bought baby girl a new jeep
 Now she's gone, you can't buy love without game
 But shuga gotcha lame
 Sweet brown shuga "tell about me baby"
 Sweet brown shuga "tell about me baby"
 Sweet brown shuga "tell about me baby"
 Sweet brown shuga "tell about me baby"
 She's commin straigh outta Encino
 Hittin football players for the c-notes (yep)
 Picken' 'em, gittin' 'em, rarely ever kissin' 'em
 Take 'em for the bank and then quiten' them
 Went to the Raiders game and spotted this
 Black quarterback with a big fat contract
 Now she's on the visitors side line
 The mackin' is on when the coach calls time
 Quick work, gotta do it slick so
 Do it while the Raiders is kick'n they field goal
 Put the number on the bottom of a cup
 "the kick is up... it's good!"
 Later that night relaxin'
 The quarterbacks thinkin' he's waxen'
 But naa the typical lineSir Mix-A-Lot - Brown Shuga - http://motolyrics.com/sir-mix-a-lot/brown-shuga-lyrics.html
 "I just don't think it's the right time" (what???)
 Ask yourself, who's the mack
 Baby starts buyin' moneysacks
 Cause when the fool got to the next city
 Western Union straight got busy
 4 G's a week and now baby got a condo sittin in Redondo
 So the quarterback calls cause he wanna get naked
 "beep beep beep" disconnected
 I'll tell ya son, just because you can bench press
 Don't put ya past this test
 You got pimped like a straight-up sap
 Paid money casue you sprung on the cat(huh)
 Bought 35 G's and now your through
 Never got near the boots
 See ya, but I never would've been ya
 Sweet brown shuga done went up in ya
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell,tell about me baby"
 Baby starts going to the wheight room
 That's trouble, add more curve to the bubble
 The rump is pumped ready for battle
 Caught the next plane to Seattle
 Welcome to the 206
 She's lookin for the brotha named Mix
 Jumped in a rental car rolled to the hood
 Brown shuga's up to no good
 Got my digit's, gave me a call
 Have no fear, Mix-A-Lot don't fall
 "riinnnngggg- yeah, who this?"
 "38-24-38 Mix"
 Cliped on my pager, grabed my cellular
 Eeny meeny miney mo and picked the number 8 car
 Now I'm rollin' in my NSX thinkin' I'ma get some "koo-chee"
 Met her at the mini-mart, she was in an Escort
 I'm kinda thinkin' 'bout contact sports
 When we get back to the Mix house
 I'm knockin' that kitty cat out!!!
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell about me baby" sweet brown shuga
 "tell about me baby" that's what I call this female
 "tell about me baby"
 "tell about me baby"















