Brown Girl (Suga Plum) [feat. Brick & Lace]

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 a brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la she looks like a sugar and a plum, plum, plum

Yeah, you're too cute too resist

And you'll probably wanna mention you're not used to this

Hope I don't seem hard pressed

Can a brother get your number email address

I'mma keep my eyes glued

And hate on any brother that talks to you

'Cause every time the feelin' gets hard to deny

I'mma put it on paper this is what I describe

Intelligent self, fly female

Perfume smell even if its not from Chanel

Hair and fingernails every time that you flaunt

The fly debutante issue that I want

And you can trust me

Plus give me props when you discuss me

It's about to be super ugly

But tonight is the night I'mma make you love me

There's a brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la she looks like a sugar and a 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

Char brown skin, African descent

So decent, world wide princess

Get down to business

Ain't by the bullshit (mmm-hmm)

Y'all know, stand up tall

Queen of the ball, nah

She ain't a pimp y'all

Back and forth, forth and back

If you lack support, got your back

We gonna have a laugh, lil' chat

Some food after that, make a pack

We gon' make you crack a step back (there's a)

Fresher than a burst of air

Will it work, will it hurt, when I persevere?

'Till the dirt, I'm a flirt, put you first my dear

I'm afraid you gon' desert when the worst is near

There's a brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, she looks like a sugar and a plum, plum, plum

Her day starts with a bus and a backpack

Half-burned cigarette, studyin' some black facts

Baby got it goin' on in her own hood

All the fellas on the ride know it's all good

Is it really though? Ask me how I figure though

Gimme just a second, I'mma tell you what a brother know

She was fifteen, following her false scene

You know flossin', Moe went tossin'

Baby had dreams but she put'em off often

She'd rather slow wind then grow her damn mind

Living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine

Yeah, come on

Watch me shake to the left and copy it up on the right

Me gots the goods to deliver

We got the mind to shiver

We come for rockin', yeah

We come for rockin', yeah

It's in the pocket, yeah

No one can stop it, yeah

There's a brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la, brown girl in the ring

Tra-la-la-la she looks like a sugar and a 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