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Brown Shuga
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Vocals
EON
EON
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Composer
Anthony Ray
Anthony Ray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Sir Mix-A-Lot
Producer

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, yeah uhmm 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, yeah 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) Pickin' 'em, gettin' '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 'an 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 line 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 'cause 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 weight 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 Ring, 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
Writer(s): Anthony L. Ray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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