Digital Underground Bran Nu Swetta Lyrics

The Body-Hat Syndrome Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 The Return of the Crazy One
  • 2 Doo Woo You
  • 3 Holly Wanstaho
  • 4 Bran Nu Swetta
  • 5 The Humpty Dance Awards
  • 6 Body-Hats, Part 1
  • 7 Dope-A-Delic (Do-U-B-Leeve-In-D-Flo?)
  • 8 Intermission
  • 9 Wussup Wit the Luv
  • 10 Digital Lover
  • 11 Carry the Way (Along Time)
  • 12 Body-Hats, Part 2
  • 13 Circus Entrance
  • 14 Jerkit Circus
  • 15 Circus Exit (The After-Nut)
  • 16 Shake & Bake
  • 17 Body-Hats, Part 3
  • 18 Do Ya Like It Dirty
  • 19 Bran Nu Sweat This Beat
  • 20 Wheee!
  • It's not the weather, to wear no sweater..

    Sometimes she changed like the weather
    But no one loved me better
    I'll never ever forget her
    My brand new sweater
    Nobody got her wetter
    She told me in her letter
    I bought her food and fed her
    My brand new sweater

    Baby said, "Ooh baby shoo-be-dooh
    Let's hook up again cause the loving is cool"
    I said "Yo, I gotta go, I got a show"
    She said "I know, after the show let me cook for you
    If you're hungry, you never know
    You might need help with your laundry
    Don't hesitate to call upon me
    Before you go, would you meet my mother
    She lives right around the corner
    It's not a bother, meet my mother!"
    I said "Woah, woah, woah, baby slow it down
    I said I gotta go, I ain't say I'm leaving town
    I got your number, stop tripping
    Why're you flipping? Had a great time
    Let me get my jacket, I'm dipping."
    Hate, hate, hate the way I felt like I dissed her
    "Wait, wait, wait" cried the pretty, young sister
    She said, "Shock, while I got this chance
    I've got let you know that if you rip your pants
    I'll beee there, to sew the hole for your butt
    Want a nut? Call me up, I'll pick you up in my jetta
    No one's got me wetter
    Shock, I never got freaked better!"
    She said "Here, yo, it's all in my letter"
    See, I just met baby last night
    We g'd
    While I was sleeping she was up
    Creeping around writing letters to me
    Man, I hate somebody all up in my face when I'm sleep
    But I ain't sweating it
    "Look, I'll hook-up with you next week"
    She said "Wait, let me walk you to the street, baby
    Sweet thang, don't forget to ready my letter!"
    Somebody please help me:
    I'm stuck wearing a sweater.

    It upsets meee, when she sweats me..
    Pee Wee? He went down to Montgomery Wards
    Howzabouta Money-be ? He went down to K-Mart
    Yo, Humpty! I challenge you to a game of dominoes
    A game of dominoooess

    I've been sporting sweaters ever since I was a child
    But nowadays sweaters kind of cramp my style
    Cause up around the collar they be getting me hot
    Believe it or not, my sweater used to the shot
    The freak of my nature, my sweet, stick thing
    But like George of the Jungle she had trouble with the swing
    [Shock-G: Was she funking up the flow?]
    Yeah, brah, she couldn't hack it
    Started ****-blocking like a full metal jacket
    Fingers did the walking, calling, tying up my phone
    Boo had me under heavy surveillance at my home
    Word to Mac Mone, suffocated my bone
    Pulling on my hoodie in a nagging little tone
    Where you going? Where you been? Who's Kim? Who's Felicia?
    But I don't see no ring, I never met the preacher
    I got to play you out, I mean the loving was phat
    But you're a sweater, riding so heavy on my back

    She wore a lot of leather
    Baby, drove a jetta
    I never used to sweat her
    Yeah, but that upset her
    No-one got her wetter
    She told me in her letter
    I'll never ever forget her
    My brand new sweater

    I got a brand new sweater
    But I didn't get it from Mervyn's
    Her friends be pulling wool but
    My syringe pulls bull from the lens
    Even then, I'll send you back for a refund
    Plus she sport a good hat-terin (?)
    That'd have been the end
    If I let the sweater lay upon my skin
    Great Scott, time for a rebate sale
    We make mail, more than you think
    As long as they're strong
    And the cotton don't shrink
    We can spend doe on a jane doe
    Cause hoe got to have clothes, so
    I buy the thread and let them weave
    Leave it alone if you don't want to get worn out
    I've got legions of sweaters for the seasons
    I got blue when I'm sad, red when I'm mad
    Pink cause I'm ticklish
    When I'm being laid in green
    When I'm getting paid
    I don't have a problem if you want to jock me
    See cause, gs is what you're gonna clock me
    Go ahead, knock me if you think I'm not ****
    But when it comes to sweaters?
    Saafir's a perfect fit

    She was real go-getter
    Her cheese smelt like cheddar
    She let me use the credit
    Yeah, but just forget it
    She cried when I upset her
    I should've treated her better
    Maybe one day I'll go back and get my sweater

    Written by: David R. Elliot, Gregory E. Jacobs, Reggie Mohamad, Ronald R. Brooks
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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