Brown Sugar

Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver, know hes doing alright Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good? Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, uh huh Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wondring where its gonna stop House boy knows that hes doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, now Ah, get along Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, babe? Ah, got me feelin now Brown sugar, just like a black girl should, yeah Now, I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen Im no schoolboy, but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, babe? Ah, brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo How come you, how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Just like a, just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo