Brown Shuga

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, hmm

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 honey-ass coppas

There she go, walkin' through the mall
Four inch pumps got her six feet tall
Switchin', ain't 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
Six double O are the letters on his Benzo
Big Mack daddy, bad to the bone
But three 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 comin' straight 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 quitin' 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 goal)

Later that night, relaxin'
The quarterbacks thinkin' he's waxen'
But nah 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

Four G's a week and now baby got a condo sittin' in Redondo
So the quarterback calls 'cause he wanna get naked
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 you're 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

Clipped on my pager, grabbed my cellular
Eeny meeny miney mo and picked the number eight 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