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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 and your fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel your feet tap on the
Make a come back like "What's happenin now?"
he really promising the platinum, get down
You'll be backin it out, straight backin 'em
With your hand on your
And baby girl, what's that all about?
You know the ave puttin in the brow
On job, all workin it out
I like how you purse, skirt, and the blouse
Around the way, straight out the house
You just laid on the
Make a cat just and be "Wow"

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

(Talib Kweli)
Yeah, this go out to the
Be workin for weeks to a piece
I'm with my people hurtin to cease, it's curtains for
Certain keeps spurs to their knees like I'm chirpin with
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that with 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 how I'm +disturbin the peace+

(Mos Def)
Yeah, you ain't the street
Look at how we got 'em thiefed
on when I get open Henny
Pen strollin on the track like Don
Or filmed on the World
Smoke slow, no joke, one draw I 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 know the y'all
Brooklyn, up and let me hear y'all
Brown babe

(Talib Kweli)

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

(Mos Def)
Stop, from the Ivy League
To the blocks the drama is
And they keepin (?) lit
Just shake it out and 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 come on)

You got it (brown sugar lemme see you 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)
Stop (come on ma) (02 yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)