(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
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[ 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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