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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 roll uh- you know (hey)
You what time it is (get your hand out my)
You know time it, uh
Black Star, on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

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

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

(Mos Def, Kweli, and background 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)
Brown sugar let me see you it out

(Talib Kweli)
Yeah, this go out to the
Be for weeks to purchase a piece
I'm with my hurtin to cease, it's curtains for peace
Certain keeps spurs to their knees like I'm chirpin with
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that flirt his niece
Stop, the lay in a hearse deceased
We don't play, my man Kanye murdered the
Yo the rhymin's on me, coutesy of
It's +ludacris+ how I'm +disturbin the

(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 Bishop Don
Or filmed on the World
Smoke slow, no joke, one I kill y'all
How many times yo do I got to tell
My next boy I get killed off, it's real y'all
We big merger, you act like you the deal y'all
Brooklyn, up and let me hear y'all
sugar babe

(Talib Kweli)

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

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

(Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and singers)
(uh come on)
You got it (I come on)

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

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

You got it (brown sugar lemme see you 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)