Beautiful are thou, africa
Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga
Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown
I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don
Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on
The science and the art, africa
Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga
R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco
Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe
I'm brown and i like curry
Just to go to liv on a sunday
Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown
Later on in his life he graduates from brown
Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around
So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown
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