Brown Skin Lady

But most of yall brothers
 Came from your mothers
 Looking all sweet (Black Star keep shining)
 And be like yo, let me ask you somethin
 I wanna know, I wanna know who you are
 Brown skin lady, hey hey
 (Yes)
 Where you goin
 (This goes to the brown skin ladies yo)
 Brown skin lady
 (Indigineous women of the planet Earth)
 What you doin?
 (Givin birth to the brown skin ladies first)
 Brown skin lady
 (For what it's worth, from me to you)
 How do you feel?
 (From me to you, watchin you)
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Yes, I like the way you move)
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Please, won't you do that dance)
 And everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 Everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 There she is
 Fresher than Tony Rebel's vegetables at African street festivals
 Where incredible women is, plentiful
 Over the years I met a few, none of them compare to you
 Preparing you to make fruit bearable, somethin terrible, let's see:
 You fruitful, beautiful, smart, lovable, huggable
 Doable like art, suitable to be part
 Of my life, Coppertone owe you copyright infringement, pay
 You been this tan since way back in the day
 It's like I'm standin there you know appreciatin God's design
 And then you showed up, it's like you read my mind
 DAMN SHE'S FINE, I think I add the R-E, in front of that
 And see if she D, to get, with a cat like me
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Yes, I like the way you move)
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Please, won't you do that dance)
 And everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 Everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 There she is
 Ooooh! Damn baby girl, look at you!
 Comin on the block lookin fresh and brand new
 Ooooh! Headwrap cover your hairdo
 Pretty feet peekin through open-toed shoe
 Ooooh! No limit to what I would do
 Make love to you like long interview
 Whooh! Is she for real, me like you
 Good look champion, win the title
 True, many man try invite you
 Shot down lyric each time they cyph you
 Jewel, what man, ya get born inside zoo?
 Feet they walk way and just let she pass through
 Ooooh! Can't be a next one like you
 Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
 I tighten up my game as I approach you
 Yo check her she the nectar the bee get close to
 I don't get many compliments, but I am confident
 Used to have a complex about, gettin too complex
 You got me, willin to try, looked me in the eye
 My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by
 I'm feelin high, got my imagination flickerin like hot flames
 It's how it seems, you make me wanna ride the Coltrane to A Love Supreme
 My brown lady, creates environments, for
 Happy brown babies, I know it sounds crazy
 But your skin's the inspiration for cocoa butter
 You provoke a brother we should get to know one another
 I discover when I bring you through my people say TRUE, all I can say
 Is all praise due I thank you God for a beauty like you
 She's a brown skinned lady
 Such a brown skinned lady
 She's a brown skinned lady
 She's a brown skinned lady
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Yes, I like the way you move)
 I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
 (I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk)
 I like the way you move, when you do that dance
 (Please, won't you do that dance)
 And everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 Everybody on the avenue I know, when they see her say
 There she is
 Baby, what you mean you don't think you look good?
 You know what some people put themselves through
 To look just like you?
 Dark stocking, high heels, lipstick, alla that
 You know what?
 Without makeup you're beautiful
 Whatcha you need to paint the next face for
 We're not dealin with the European standard of beauty tonight
 Turn off the TV, put the magazine away
 In the mirror tell me what you see
 See the evidence of divine presence
 Women in the, Caribbean, they got the, golden sun
 I know women on the continent got it
 Nigeria and Ghana, you know they got it
 Tanzania, Zambia and Mozambique
 And Botswana, to let it speak
 How 'bout Latinas, Colombianas
 Cubanas, Dominicanas, Tahinians
 Of course the Brooklyn women walk that walk
 And the Bronx women walk that walk
 Honies from Queens walk that walk
 NYC, ATL, LA, Cincinnati, the Bay Area
 Got the cocoa butter brown skinned ladies doing their thing in
 London and Paris, cocoa butter brown sk...