"Brown Skin" lyrics

Baby

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Girl, it's yo' body, yeah
No, it's yo' face, yo' skin
Girl, you know you a ten
Brown skin like Hollywood twins

I love the way you walk
Come here, walk through again
They say that black don't crack
I ain't gon' lie I see it

Baby, you fine as hell, you ain't just kinda fine
Your face, your body fine, even your mama fine
I knew you was the one, soon as you walked in
You got that melanin, you fine and dark skin

You fine and dark skin
You fine and dark skin
You fine and dark skin
You fine and dark skin

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Damn, you heaven-sent
Without no make-up, still a ten, that's that good melanin
I'm tryna fly away somewhere we both ain't never been
Fuck till we fall asleep, when we wake up, let's fuck again

I gave her a couple kids and then I gave her a couple Ms
Baby, raise your hand if you independent and rich, like "Fuck a man"
Shorty, raise your hand if you pop that pussy for bands, I understand
Going broke, no fucking chance
My ears a Maybach Benz
I'm riding 'round in a Cullinan

White diamonds make her a glance
She love the way they dance
So hot, she got a tan
And she from south of France
Skilla picking off her friends
Got her taking off her pants
I know they be choosing bad
Yeah, but what about my mans?

Know we running through the sack
Bad bitches love to brag
MIA, we blew the bag
In L.A., we blew the bag

Pretty lady threw it back
You know what I do, I catch it
Know we love them brown skin
And we like them super ratchet

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win

Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win
Brown skin for the win