Let me tell you 'bout these guys, maybe I shouldn't
I met them in Detroit and i call them Brown Sugar
See we be makin' love constantly
That's why my ass is a shade, blood burgundy
The way that they gape is unlike any other way that I’ve been gaped
What I'm kissin', what I'm missin', won't you listen
Brown Sugar, babe
I gets high off y’all’s love, I don't know how to behave
I want some of your brown sugar (sugar)
I want some of your brown sugar (sugar)
I want some of your brown sugar (sugar)
I want some of your brown sugar (sugar)