Brown Sugar

[Hook: Yelawolf] If you want me baby I'll take care of you You'll probably do me wrong now Yeah it's sad but true You got your problems baby I got my problems too I won't judge I don't care I won't tell What have they done to you [Verse 1: Yelawolf] I Left my wallet in El Segundo Hold up wait a minute was that Colorado Cuz she was ice cold chocolate with a powdered nose Kinda like an eskimo pie in the white snow I was only 18 though I had a thing For a woman who enjoyed a good time with a dime Never thought I’d run into a dime with the mind Of a fiend and the shape of an artist’s line Fine like peach fuzz she was Glass like frail I could tell Ain’t that a shame proclaimed her mommy Went from fresh meat to sliced salami For a piece of bread she would spread And mayonnaise a lot of people in that line But she was already stuck in my heart She kissed my head and blew my mind [Hook: Yelawolf] If you want me baby I'll take care of you You'll probably do me wrong now Yeah it's sad but true You got your problems baby I got my problems too I won't judge I don't care I won't tell What have they done to you [Verse 2: Yelawolf] A summer breeze in the crease of the window Whistled in the one bedroom we shared On the beachfront ghetto of dogtown In front of box fans on high we stared Into the wave breaks on sand And imagined if a duffle bag of dope would just wash up clean And we would crawl in like boston george Cause boston george could afford nice things She laid we from the sex sweat broke And on the tin tray seeds did grow I sparked it Baby if you had a magic carpet Where would you proceed to go She said I'm writing a book about me And its called run away from fear But since I hit the chapter about cocaine I've been stuck on this page, here [Hook: Yelawolf] If you want me baby I'll take care of you You'll probably do me wrong now Yeah it's sad but true You got your problems baby I got my problems too I won't judge I don't care I won't tell What have they done to you [Verse 3: Yelawolf] You ain't gotta die a widow You might be heartbroke but you are not heartless You made love to many people with bows and cars and new clothes Cause you were the hot target But only fools lie in a bullseye You gave me a loose knot to climb and pull by And I'm illusioned and used, why I see the good in you I feel I can prove why We can sit inside this car Lay white lines on the dashboard top From the peak of a hollywood hill And dance to the sound of vintage rock And when this old radio stops We can write a song about anything you want about What you wanna write about Fill that page And we can write a chapter on yesterday [Hook: Yelawolf] If you want me baby I'll take care of you You'll probably do me wrong now Yeah it's sad but true You got your problems baby I got my problems too I won't judge I don't care I won't tell What have they done to you