Yasiin Bey — Brown Sugar Super Fine

[Intro: Mos Def] Yeah, Cav Love, brown sugar Bout to set it like, yeah yeah y'all (Uh-huh) Yeah yeah y’all (Uh-huh), yeah yeah y'all (Uh-huh) Adjust my mic so I can touch it up right quick Show 'em how Brooklyn do, you know what I mean? No doubt Listen, yo [Verse 1: Mos Def] Let’s start it up (Start it up) Let's get it flowin' (Get it flowin') Let's make a move (Make a move) Let's get it goin' (Haha) I know it's feelin’ like everything you want, don’t it? And you been waitin' your whole life for one moment Well baby here it is (Here it is) You better step to it (Step to it) I know you ready right (Ready y’all) Then, baby, let's do it (Let's do it) Put your neck to it, put your arms and legs next to it Then put whatever else is left to it See you're all in (All in) Now you about to rock ’em Got your focus man, now they got a problem Who you talkin' to? Son, right there The man in the mirror, I see him quite clear Do your thing Cav (Yeah, son) Work it out dog (Work it out) Open up their minds (Open up) Be about yours ('Bout yours) Silence everyone who ever try to doubt yours Get your mind right (Mind right) Keep your sound raw (Sound raw) Heavy bass man (Bass man) Make it bounce more (Bounce more) Make 'em feel it from to the ceilin' to the ground floor (Haha) How it sound y'all? I know it's crazy, right I know it's crazy tight, don't ever take me light It's Cav Love y'all (Cav Love y'all) And that's what's up y'all (Sup y'all) I peeped in, I know exactly what you want y'all I make it jump y'all (Jump y'all) So put 'em up y'all (Up y'all) Brown Sugar, Brooklyn, it's bout to jump off [Chorus] You got to (Give it to me) You need to (Give it to me) You better (Give it to me, give it… to… me) Ha ha, brown sugar, leave the ground shook up Got the world sweatin' like fiends without cook up Come on, you really wanna (Give it to me) You better (Give it to me) You got to (Give it to me, give it… to… me) Brown sugar, ha, lick your lips to it Work your hips to it and steady rockin' like this to it [Verse 2: Mos Def] It's like one, two, three, and to the four The brother Cavvy Cav is here so let him know This for my hustlers (My hustlers) This for my scramblers (Scramblers) This for my sexy mamis (Sexy mamis) This for everybody (Everybody) Bang it at any party and watch 'em rock to it Bounce some pop to it, this here's hot music Duke I'm not losin', you need to stop foolin' I know the game very well boy I'm not stupid Sharp and smart movement, applyin' a heart to it Came here to get the ghetto blocks movin' And after rockin' in the porch and backyards movin' Keep it crackin' cuz I love the way that y'all do it [Chorus] You got to (Give it to me) You need to (Give it to me) You better (Give it to me, give it… to… me) Ha, brown sugar, leave the ground shook up Observe the way how we make it sound hit up Like you got to (Give it to me) You need to (Give it to me) You got to (Give it to me, give it… to me) Brown Sugar, lick your lips to it Work your hips to it and steady rockin' like this to it like [Outro] Damn, baby, damn, baby Damn, baby, damn, baby Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Damn baby, damn baby Damn, baby, damn, baby Damn, baby, damn, baby Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Damn, baby, damn, baby Damn, baby, damn, baby Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Damn, baby, damn, baby Damn, baby, damn, baby Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh