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(Mos Def (Talib Kweli))
We here, we here, we (yes yes yes yes)
code (uh uh uh uh)
Yes, huh (hey)
We from uh- you know (hey)
You know what time it is (get your out my)
You what time it, uh
Black Star, on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

(Mos Def)
Yo honeys it out, she got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel feet tap on the ground
a *nigga* come back like "What's happenin now?"
Hear he really promising the platinum, get
You'll be it out, straight backin 'em down
With your hand on your
And damn girl, what's that all about?
You the ave puttin curves in the brow
On job, all workin it out
I how you coordinate: purse, skirt, and the blouse
Around the way, straight out the house
You just laid on the
Make a cat pause and be "Wow"

(Talib Kweli)
Baby's body was
Sweet my first kiss in the back of the flick
I have to insist, miss, we chat for a bit
But your ass diss
Walkin all like you can't stop
I need somebody to get passionate
You assume that I be on that supermasculine *shit*
Crackin the just to shut you you and fasten your lip
I just be my light and they be baskin in it
I go out casually dip trip on the hit
Cosmopolitans on some fashionably *shit*
Black in the building and it hasta be sick
BK still smokin pass me the *shit*, what

(Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and singers)
(what up)
You got it (come on ma)

You got it (come on ma)

You got it

Brown sugar let me see you it out
(brown sugar baby)
Ha you got it (there you go)
(brown baby) you got it (work it out)
(brown baby) you got it (come on ma)
sugar let me see you shake it out

(Talib Kweli)
Yeah, go out to the cats
Be workin for weeks to purchase a
I'm with my people hurtin to cease, it's for peace
keeps spurs to their knees like I'm chirpin with Tweet
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that flirt with his
Stop, the track lay in a hearse
We play, my man Kanye murdered the beat
Yo the on me, coutesy of Kweli
It's +ludacris+ how I'm the peace+

(Mos Def)
Yeah, you ain't burnin the
Look at how we got 'em personally
on when I get open Henny
Pen strollin on the track like Don
Or filmed on the Real
Smoke slow, no joke, one I kill y'all
How many times yo do I got to tell
My next album boy I get killed off, real y'all
We big merger, you act like you the deal y'all
Brooklyn, stand up and let me hear
Brown sugar

(Talib Kweli)

Nubian girls rock to (whoo)
Star rock the whole metropolis
Brooklyn and you know we pocket it
Black Star got the world watchin it

(Mos Def)
Stop, from the Ivy League
To the where the drama is
And they their (?) lit
shake it out and respond to this
And all of it

(Mos Def, Kweli, and background singers)
Stop (uh on)
You got it (I said on)

You got it (yeah, yo, we said on)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(brown sugar baby)
You got it
Stop (I come on)
You got it (look at you)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(huh yeah)
(come on ma)
(come on ma)

Stop (come on ma) (Black Star doin it)
(come on ma) (02 y'all yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)