act, we act is wearing thin The act, we act we under my skin The words, the words we said goodbye The words left choking in my mind The act, we act is
翻訳: シュガー. 我々は法律法.
[Chorus] A little sugar, honey suckle lamb Great expression of happiness Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of
get an instant fade (hmm) [Chorus] [Verse 3] I splat the face down like dominoes, (ha) deliver these bullets to you like dominoes (niggas) Sweet like sugar
' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geeky ass nigga Collard green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin' Spam sandwiches Sugar
ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin' spam sandwiches Sugar
Lookin' my way yo, I just might and holla Oh oh, you look so good boy I wanna know Can I roll wit you? Can I roll wit you? You holdin' guns with me Don't act
teardrop stains, yeah You were cold as ice, baby, baby (Woo, hoo, hoo, hoo) (I, I wasn't, I, I wasn't very nice, I know, woo) Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar
attention please Will the Reals Slim Shady plese stand up I repeat, Will the real slim shady please standup Were gonna have a problem here Y'all act
know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean Plus she got a sugar daddy Asking every hooker
thug-ass niggaz, and punk-rockers Alotta niggaz act like Pac so cops watch 'em And shot blocks up in the black or the light Timbs White boys, look, act
Times were though love was not enough So you said sorry Johnny I'm gone gone gone You said my act was funny But we both knew what was missing honey
your baby loves you I've given you cookies and candy and the woofer And you still don't wanna be good Come on now honey-sugar You know your baby loves
yet man And every rhyme I ever spit out my face was spotless Any bitch I ever said strip to got topless Any click whoever said shit They got rocked So sugar
it Stop Brown sugar let me see you shake it out Stop (brown sugar baby) Ha you got it (there you go) (brown sugar baby) you got it (work it out) (brown sugar
know the rules, never marry Robin Givens Mice'll run all over bitches, so we call them bitches cheeseheads Lambeau leap in that pussy like in Green Bay Lambo' suite look like sugar
rapper with a fruit-flavoured packer. Jimmy on the breath sugar footed crew that backed ya. Gimme a reason to step, I'm drinkin booze and jack jackers, Back mackers, out-act
holder Play it God, he pack over the shoulder Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives Rappel on fakes like reflectors He had sugar