Lyrics

Gimme the track Stop Everybody on the floor Just pause Somebody in the middle Just move Get on down to the groove (Doo Doo Brown) Brown The brand new brother in town Yeah, boy, dope sound (Doo Doo Brown) Smooth A brother that's so damn cool Never get played for a fool Now it's my turn to rule (Yo, man, Doo Doo Brown in the house) Bad like Michael Jackson ever had (Yeah, Doo Doo don't Sport no Jerri Curl juice Yo, Doo Doo, tell 'em what you're all about) (Doo Doo Brown) Don't drink Pepsi, always Coke (You got the right one, baby) That's right, dope (Doo Doo Brown) Yo, Doo Doo, man, what you got for me now (Doo Doo Brown) (Doo Doo Brown) Summertime Chilling outside in the dope Jeep Four or five cuties in the backseat Homeboys trying to get a peep Rolling deep Clean Dope system kickin' Ladies in the back With the popsicle lickin' (Ooh, I love you, Doo Doo) Buffed up wax back Armor All down Tell him, homie Who's in town (That's my man, Doo Doo Brown) The dance Something that will Put you in a trance Now it's your turn to Take a chance You're rolling, Doo Doo You're rolling (Doo Doo Brown) (Doo Doo Brown) (Doo Doo Brown) Let's dance Enormous, enormous Enormous, enormous... Brown The brand new brother in town (Yeah, boy, dope sound) Smooth A brother that's so damn cool Never get played for a fool Now it's my turn to rule (Doo Doo in effect) Don't sweat it If your body wants to do it Just let it (Here we go, here we go Let's take it to the bridge) And once you think You've had enough (Yo, yo, Doo Doo, hold up) (Doo Doo Brown) (Doo Doo Brown) Yo, we have Doo Doo Brown In the house live Any y'all wanna talk to him You can reach him at 1-900-976-Doo Doo Two dollars for the first minute Twenty five dollars For each additional minute (Doo Doo Brown) You know why 'Cause we rolling like that (Doo Doo Brown) 1991, We in effect We coming on the raw scene With the funky joe beat You play Doo Doo short (Doo Doo Brown) You get busted And let me tell you something If you fly builder think you down And not really down (Doo Doo Brown) You gets none And, yo, For you homeboys That think you're all that And trying to get with this Act like a tennis shoe And just do it (Doo Doo Brown) peace
Writer(s): Milt Jackson, Herman Kelly, Frank Ski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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