You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x) Yeah! [Morock] This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love I cripple thugs, just because You not Jada
bet I?ll have you saying, woh, woh First stop, let me pop Drop like a helicop Pay attention on me While I show you the scenario You're charming me boy You boy
[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
in the mornin take a shit shower shave stand over the stove and whip it like a slave Okay new day new yay bet i whip it like kutac kentay im talkin sugar
Oh, compound we got one now baby, woo Nephew, I see you boy, Ne-Yo Let's go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Girl, what you want Big chips is it? New whips? A nice
you react to me I wanna do something you can't imagine Imagine if there was a million me's Talkin' sexy to you like that You think you can handle, boy
The more I consume, the more I gotta have it Ain't no such thing as too much If you gave me everything it'd never be enough, yeah My black coffee with sugar
Everybody's building the big ships and the boats Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy But
last long Oh, Oh, Oh Gonna shake it up With my candy boy (candy boy) Oh, Oh, Oh He's my buttercup He's my candy boy (Candy boy) Smooth like caramel,
There's a deep girl in the corner shop Selling sugar for money in the dead of the night And her soul's in the sugar, and her heart's in the mud And she
weep, but his champagne cry He's a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ Coming straight out the box with a bowl o' champ Yo, he a beast with the sugar
market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing all right Hear him with the women just around midnight (Brown sugar) How come you taste so good? (Brown sugar
and check Lo Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow (Coolie high got you wide) You need to come inside and check Lo Relax yourself and let the sugar
soul She'll chew you up, spit you out Leave you boy, there ain't no doubt All the men say she's mean That side of her I ain't ever seen A little sugar
potato pie Sugar, you know you are Oh sugar, and I can't get enough of you Boy, I'm crazy bout what you do Oh, I aint gon' lie, boy, you got me Out
I need up, I needed to feel like you know When your mother used to take you to the African party You're my sweetie, my sugar, my lady, my lover So honey
pop Boy don't be afraid of the way that I captivate Sticky if you touch it, might get lost and you can't escape Cherry flavored? yummy yum, boy be nice
is like old timers, forget it If you was my sugar, I'd be diabetic Ya game like an old book I got already read it It's money on my mind boy and you just