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

(Mos Def)
Yo honeys check it out, she got me
With your black hair and fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel feet tap on the ground
Make a *nigga* come back like "What's now?"
Hear he promising the platinum, get down
You'll be it out, straight backin 'em down
With your hand on mouth
And damn girl, what's that all about?
You the ave puttin curves 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 just and be "Wow"

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

(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
Stop (brown 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, this go out to the
Be workin for weeks to purchase a
I'm with my people hurtin to cease, it's curtains for
Certain keeps spurs to knees like I'm chirpin with Tweet
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that with his niece
Stop, the lay in a hearse deceased
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 the street
at how we got 'em personally thiefed
Sipped on when I get Henny
Pen strollin on the like Bishop Don
Or filmed on the World
Smoke slow, no joke, one I kill y'all
How times yo do I got to tell y'all?
My album boy I get killed off, it's real y'all
We big merger, you act you know the deal y'all
Brooklyn, up and let me hear y'all
Brown babe

(Talib Kweli)

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

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

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

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

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
Stop (brown baby)
You got it
(I said 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 start doin it)
Stop (come on ma) (02 yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)