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(chorus) she got a caramel round round brown, make me go crazy when she come around baby yous my butta cup ohh i got a sweet tooth, baby yous my butta
blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode I will hold court until the case closed Brown bag *** I got the brown
, gat Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin' around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker, you just can't fuck with Twisted Br-Br-Brown Brown
Joe Brown Take MC's to town if they start blawn Ashes to ashes, they all fall down Master these bastards with hazardous tactics Semi automatic full rap metal
' for the villain in the movie I'm like Kentucky, I pack a biscuit and a two-piece Ya nod thorough, blows like the tri-borough I die thorough with a metal
you still sittin' in spot, ditchin' the cops I'm in the porsche box with fox, glistenin' watch Wore steel gray, lexus, gs-4 That's an evil metal when
, promiscuous Delight, deny not the flavor Custard dreams Abusing, musing Marmalade flesh Naked spread am I, am I Actors of the tragic phantoms Extend your legs for great Saturn Brown
I'm on some new mobile home shit come on ova Keep heavy metal like a ton of boulders Check out my donk it's dirty brown I know it's dirty brown boy That
seat she's sittin' in my lap We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill with them big brown eyes that make
out, and I want a lot" Shirley fainted dead on the spot Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot Oh shit Egyptian, brown skin brown suede
I just wanna move mad bricks for all the days I never had shit Now I'm young heartless an' rich Pistols an' pussy, straight from the door Brown paper
She got a caramel, round, round, brown Make me go crazy when she come around Baby is my buttakup, oh, I got a sweet tooth Baby is my buttakup, oh, I,
in It's like light-ning, how I'm strikin a triflin rifleman Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like it's Vicodin So much metal in his spine, he
matter, cuz before the night is done I disappear Tell my new one I'm leavin outta' the side Meet me there Yeh Weed and bottles everywhere Metal fulla
niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue Watch us circlin' but they don't slow down take you to court Think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they
man amplifier Has everything but desire Is a robot when he should Never tires, ever good And we're singing Parallel sympathy with you Skin to metal
