Poor Brown Sugar - Black Diamond Heavies

Poor brown sugar ain’t doing so good

See all my smoke coming out from the hood

I said poor brown sugar

Poor brown sugar

Poor brown sugar, don’t you worry me

Ah you worry my soul

You know you mess with my mind

I can’t hit the brakes

Cause you’re gone every time

Well now poor brown sugar keep falling apart

Poor brown sugar keep breaking my heart

Well now poor brown sugar ain’t got no ride

I said poor brown sugar, I say baby, stop breaking down

Stop breaking down, mama please, stop breaking down

Poor brown brown sugar, don’t you worry me now

Poor brown brown sugar, don’t you worry me