Maestro - Brown Sugar lyrics

(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 a**ume 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 n***a 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 sh** 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 a** 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 p**y 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 a** 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, f** 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 s**ual I mean, I know I look good, but sh**, 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 f** that Janet-Jackson-Let's-Wait-A-While sh**" She said, "The more we talk, the more I'm with this But don't get me mixed up with all these other b**hes 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 n***a 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" [ Chorus]