Golden Brown Lyrics By Skepta
Yeah, the boys are back in town
Yeah, the boys are back in town
She's addicted to the melanin
Golden brown, golden brown
It's funny how the tables turn around
She told me to leave, she's missin' me now
Operator, turn up the sound
Mix me down, mix me down
I told the workers you could see it in my eyes
That other shotters in the town are prayin' for the lines demise
Took the roof off the coupe, let's see the sky
They thought I'm sweet and I'm a rapper, let it sky
I told my **** no ticks, the cats have gotta pay the price
They stabbed my ****, we takin' lives
I'm tryna buy you some Chanel, what's your size? Yeah
Told my plug I'd buy the bricks, what's the price? Yeah
We took the wave to the masses, we filled the wave of pride
I eat the puss through your zipper, I swear, them Balmains tight
Yeah, I've done some wrongs, I ain't make it right
If we say we killed a ****, then he took a flight
Arguin' with a bro, he said, "Why you eata dyke here?"
Hundred K off my Nike Airs, all love for the white, yeah
She stay round the woadie like she need a light, yeah
Lookin' for me in my town, bro, I'm right here
Yeah, the boys are back in town
Yeah, the boys are back in town
She's addicted to the melanin
Golden brown, golden brown
It's funny how the tables turn around
She told me to leave, she's missing me now
Operator, turn up the sound
Mix me down, mix me down
Youngers want my spot and couple olders hate me
Cah I ain't goin' bald or grey I'm young and wavy
Broke something I don't wanna ever be
If you don't spend some P, there's shit you'll never see
Power of the mind, young, black, and bust quick
Where most kids wear handcuffs before cufflinks
Three-piece suit, I look like someone's husband
Don't let the suit fool ya, I don't cuff links
Naked white women, villa with my niggys
Chattin' to this chick like, "How much was your titties?"
She starin' at my Cuban, jewelry ain't a biggie
I'm glorious, notorious up in my city
Wooly in the winter cah the streets cold
But I don't run with sheep, this here is three G.O.A.T.'s
Ain't another trio that could test the guys
Dem man there can't even lost the test of time
Yeah, the boys are back in town
Yeah, the boys are back in town
She's addicted to the melanin
Golden brown, golden brown
It's funny how the tables turn around
She told me to leave, she's missing me now
Operator, turn up the sound
Mix me down, mix me down
I know you heard the he-say and the she-say
Heard I keep the sweets on me like it's Cheat Day
**** in Paris, I'm Outkast, feel like three K
Double R whippin' on the Champs-Elysees
Just made another milli, big business, this ain't nothing silly
Sittin' front row, got my brothers with me
And when you see a real ****, better take a picture
Said I ain't a Top Boy, man, I beg to differ
Taking selfies with my air hostess
Bags checked in, still, I can't take no check
I grew up in the trenches, feelin' like I'm so blessed
Couldn't walk in my shoes, could never take no steps
Killed the game, lights out like it's bedtime
Came a long way from the yellow bricks and the petty crime
They said we can't smoke backstage
And I told 'em, "Take time when you're talking to the headline"
Yeah, the boys are back in town
Yeah, the boys are back in town
She's addicted to the melanin
Golden brown, golden brown
It's funny how the tables turn around
She told me to leave, she's missing me now
Operator, turn up the sound
Mix me down, mix me down
This is a public service announcement
I'm just here to let you know that the boys are back in town
And this will never stop
Because cream always rises to the top
