(sugar, sugar, sugar) (4x)

it´s like a hot fudge drippin down
drippin down, drippin
you got me trippin
i´m almost slippin
genuine, one of a kind
brown

(sugar, sugar, sugar)

[verse 1]
as i walk into the room, it´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 ´valley of the skins´ 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, "you can´t handle this
i´m livin far from scandalous
i don´t drink beers, don´t smoke cannabis
don´t need a man for shit
i´m an independent chick
salt-n-pepa type of heffa, yeah, i´m on my own dick
never actin pompous, i´m strictly conscious
got goals in life that i´m tryin to accomplish
a real good looker, far from a hooker
my first name´s brown and my last name is sugar"

[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, "my hair´s always done, nails always polished
got knowledge, plus i go to a all-girl college"
i had to step in and started tellin her
"baby look, all-girl college pussy ain´t no better than the regular"
(laughter) she started laughin and said i was cute
but i ain´t cute, you´re cute with that skin-tight suit
you see what i´m sayin, i wasn´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, "wes, you´re a real cool brother
damn, why didn´t i met you earlier this summer?"
i asked why, she said, "you got mad flavs
but i´m goin back to college and i leave in two days
but don´t get me wrong, word to my moms
i´ll be back for thanksgiving, so you know i put you on"
you know i had a front like i was chillin
but deep down inside "let´s hit in now, money, fuck thanksgiving"
i said, "baby doll, don´t play
you know a brother like me gives thanks every day"
she said, "don´t even try it, i´m far from a hooker
my first name´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´s right

[verse 3]
she said, "wes, don´t look at me as just sexual
i mean, i know i look good, but shit, i´m also intellectual
i caught ya peepin my behind
but we got so much in common, let our minds intwine"
"i hear what you´re sayin," is what i told her
"and it seems like you got a good head on your shoulders
and yeah, i must admit that your style´s slick
but fuck that janet-jackson-let´s-wait-a-while shit"
she said, "the more we talk, the more i´m with this
but don´t get me mixed up with all these other bitches
i just met you, i ain´t with it, but i´ll admit it
when i come back i might let you hit it
i can´t play myself and look soft
cause in 1994 you know i´m comin off
i got my act down pat, proud of bein black
don´t need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat
a real good looker, far from a hooker
my first name´s brown and my last name´s sugar"

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