Sweet Brown Shuga, that's what I call this female

Bad from the hair to the muthafuckin toenails

I ain't sprung, I'm just pumpin them facts

Baby is a female mack, yeah (hmmm)

???I said heel when the locs are peeled???

Takin yo money if your game ain't real

Known to keep the ass on proper (proper)

Never gettin tickets from the horny ass coppers

There she go, walkin through the mall

4" pumps, got her six feet tall

Switchin, I ain't thinkin bout stickin

Lookin like she never seen a kitchen

Just broke up with her boyfriend (boyfriend)

Lookin for a fool with the gripper ends (gripper ends)

Met one, boom, there he is

A rich young brother in showbiz, yeah

Big man, CEO, 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 brought baby girl a new jeep

Now she's gone, you can't buy love without game

The Shuga gotcha, lame!



Sweet Brown Shuga!

Sweet Brown Shuga!

Sweet Brown Shuga!

Sweet Brown Shuga!



She's comin straight outta Encino

Hittin football players for the C-notes (yep)

Pickin em, gettin em, rarely ever kissin em

Takin for the bank and then quittin em

Went to the Raiders game in spite of this

Black quarterback with a big fat contract

Now she's on the visitors' sideline

The mackin is on when the coach calls "Time"

Quick work, gotta do a slip so

Do it while the Raiders is kickin they field goal

Put the number on the bottom of a cup

["The kick is up, (appalause) it's good!"]

Later that night, relaxin

The quarterback's thinkin he's waxin

But naw, the typical line:

[girl] "I just don't think it's the right time" ["wha?"]

Ask yourself, who's the mack?

Baby starts buyin money sacks

'Cause when the fool got to the next city

Western Union Street got busy

Four Gs a week and now baby got a condo sittin in Redondo

So the quarterback calls 'cause he wanna get naked

[boop bup 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're sprung on the cat

Huh!  Bout 35 Gs and now you're through

Never got near the boots

See ya, but I never woulda been ya

Sweet Brown Shuga done went up in ya!



Sweet Brown Shuga!

Sweet Brown Shuga!

Sweet Brown Shuga!



Baby starts goin to the weight room, that's trouble

Addin 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 brother named Mix

Jumped in a rental car, rolled to the hood

Brown Shuga's up to no good

Got my digits, gave me a call

Have no fear, Mix-a-Lot don't fall

[phone rings on the other line] "Yeah who dis?"

[girl] "38-24-38, Mix"

Clipped on my pager, grabbed my cellular

Eeny meeny miny mo and picked the number 8 car

Now I'm rollin in my NSX,

Thinkin I'ma get some COO-CHIE Sweet Brown Shuga.

Sweet Brown Shuga.

Sweet Brown Shuga.

That's what I call this female!