Brown Girl Lyrics

You want sexy
I give you sexy
Heh-he
It's brick and lace and Jurassic 5
And I like that
Mercy yeah!
Mercy yeah!
There's Brown Girl in the Ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like sugar and the plum.
Plum plum
Yeah
You're too cute too resist
And you'll probably wanna mention

That you are not used to this
Hope I don't seem hard pressed
Can a brother get your number email address
I'ma keep my eyes glued
And hate on any brother you that talks to you
'Cause anytime another
Comes around harder than I
Put it on paper this is what I would describe
Intelligent
The fly female
Perfume smell even if its not from Chanel
Hair and fingernails
The fly debutante is what I want
And you can trust me
Plus give me props when you discuss me
Its about to be super ugly
But tonight's the night that's gonna make your love
It's in the pocket
There's brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like sugar and the plum.
Plum plum
Yo
What it look like
She look like
We, my ticket at the end of the night
Ugh, she my type
Tall just my height
Tall brown skin
African decent
So decent
World wide princess
Get down to business
Ain't by the bulls***
Y'all know
Stand up tall
Queen of the bar
Nah, she ain't a pimp y'all
Back and forth
Forth and back
With your back support
Got your back
We gonna have a laugh
Lil' chat
Some food after that
Have a pack
Bake a crack
Take a step back
(there's a)
Push it with a burst of air
Will it work
Will it hurt
Will I persevere
Till the dirt
I'm a flirt
First one with dear
I'm afraid when the worst is near
There's brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like sugar and the plum.
Plum plum
Her day starts with a bus and backpack
Half burn cigarette
Study and some black facts
Baby got it gonna on in the her own hood
All the fellas on the ride
Know it's all good
Is it really tho?
Ask me how I figure tho
Give me just a second and
I'ma tell you what a brothers know
She was fifteen
Following her for-scene
You know flossin'
Moe when tossin'
Baby had dreams but she put em off often
She'd rather slow one and grow a damn high
Living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine
Yeah, come on
Watch me shake it to the left and copy it up on the right
Me gots the goods to deliver
I got the mind to shiver
Come for rockin'
Come for rockin'
It's in the pocket
No one can stop it, yeah
There's brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like sugar and the plum.
Plum plum
Show me emotion
Tra-la-la-la
Show me emotion
Tra-la-la-la
Show me emotion
Tra-la-la-la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
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written by Givens, Dante Lamar / Henderson, Courtenay D. / MacFadden, Lucas Christian / Potsic, Mark Ali / Stuart, Marc F. / Stewart, Charles L. / Farian, Frank
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC