sleep有Brown

Oh no no no
Oh no no no
Uh uh uh no uh no no da da do da do
I wanna mack in the back of a stack Cadillac and roll through the hood
Ill be a bad mother****er texting lovers undercover like 'Baby, whats good?'
I mean cooler than a pimp wearing velvet
Giving you some game to go and sell it
Cause games not to be told like
(Whats cooler than being cool? ICE COLD!)
Top down if the wind breezing
The suns out, thats that mid season
I aint driving so I am drinking
Look, showing out, thats for no reason
I see em peeking but they aint speaking
And thats cool cause we aint need em
Alright
I wanna get down like Sleepy Brown
Real smooth like we used to
Real cool like we used to
Take it back to when we used to
Roll through the city, looking pretty like 'Whats up?'
I wanna get down like Sleepy Brown
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
Something like Sade
But it aint dripping off that big body
Or like listening to Big Boi and André, sippin OJ and Bombay
I mean cooler than Anita in the freezer
Put her in the Rich and nice to meet ya—still
The games not to be told like
(Whats cooler than being cool? ICE COLD!)
Look, 2 A.M. and we still sippin
Brown and clear, yeah, we been mixin
Your hands on me, I can feel em slippin
Alright, my girls texting but I dont listen
Like 'Where you at?'; think Ive gone missin
But we good, so I aint trippin
I wanna get down like Sleepy Brown
Real smooth like we used to
Real cool like we used to
Take it back to when we used to
Roll through the city, looking pretty like 'Whats up?'
I wanna get down like Sleepy Brown
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
And thats cool, real cool, we cool
Knock on wood, grain
Never say never in the hood, mayne
Knock on wood, grain
Look
Knock on wood, grain
Never say never in the hood, mayne
Knock on wood, grain
I wanna get down like Sleepy Brown
Real smooth, real cool
Now take me back to when we used to...