Text: Mos Def. All Praise Due.

Be like yo, let me ask you somethin
I wanna know, I wanna know who you are

MosBrown skin lady, hey hey
TalibYes
MosWhere you goin
TalibThis goes to the brown skin ladies
MosBrown skin lady
TalibYo, indigineous women of the planet Earth
MosWhat you doin?
TalibGivin birth to the brown skin ladies first
MosBrown skin lady
TalibFor what it's worth, from me to you
MosHow do you feel?
TalibFrom me to you, watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move
TalibI like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you baby

And everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing
Everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is

Fresher than Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals
My incredible women is, plentiful
Over the years I met a few, none of them compare to you
Preparin you to make food bearable, somethin terrible, let's see
You fruitful, beautiful, smart, lovable, huggable
Doable like art, suitable to be part
Of my life, Coppertone, oh you copyright infringement
Pay you bidness ten cents, 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

TalibI like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move
TalibI like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you baby

And everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing
Everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is

Ooooh! Daring me 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 you get all insides you
Feet they walk way and just that sheik posture
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

MosBrown skin lady
TalibYes
MosWhere you goin
TalibThis goes to the brown skin ladies
MosBrown skin lady
TalibOn the planet Earth today, yes
MosWhat you doin?
MosBrown skin lady
MosHow do you feel?
TalibI like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move
TalibI like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, please do that dance
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you baby

And everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing
Everybody on the avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is

There she is, she's a brown skinned lady
Such a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady

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 and put the magazine away
In the mirror tell me what you see
See the evidence of divine presence
Women of the, Carribean, they got the, golden sun
I know women on the continent got it
Nigeria, and Ghana, you know they got it
Tanzania, Namibia and Mozambique
And Bothswana, to let it speak
About latinas, columbianas


And the Bronx women walk that walk
Honies from Queens walk that walk, NYC, ATL, LA
Cincinatti, the Bay Area