Lyrics:
She banging my line all through the week
Got her a man but she focused on me
Came to my door for some sugar and spice
You think your girl's in
prey let me eat you like a vulture
Late night I slide through me and JR
Spice up ya life come chill with a rap star
Life too short gone head live it up
Bunning za I'm stupid fried
Check my life it supersized
Have your mans dressing for your service
In that suit and tie
Oh I make you nervous
Girl I
Now lemme break down my life diary
Multi cultural family with a racist white daddy
How dat happen
I was brought up by some real G's
They weren't crips
Putting on these clothes, I get fly
Gotta keep that gun by my side
Yeah, I had to buy new stock cause that bitch twerk
Yeah, you better get your girl cause
mittens
Your life ingredients aren't limited to the kitchen
For herself, anyway, she needs to start dishing
Because that life spice is what she is missing
(alright) alright
Let this groove set in your shoes
So stand up (alright) alright
Gonna tell what you can do with my love
Alright
Let you know girl
(alright) alright
Let this groove set in your shoes
So stand up (alright) alright
Gonna tell what you can do with my love
Alright
Let you know girl
humpin'
Always tryna hide the way I feel
But my mind is made up so I'm coming back to you
Girl your love is a medicine, Face is a site seeing
I could get
think that's exactly what you wanted toxic love
Say without it be boring need some pressure in our food like spice it up
Never fucked her in the shower
her don't dress up
She threw
Adidas pants on
And stole the show
How she does it
Only heaven knows
Know your worth
Don't
Sell your soul
To a man
For life
Angel
Angel
Angel, baby you make my dreams come true
Angel, spend my whole life pleasing you
Angel, maybe you are the one for me
Angel, girl
Yeah, uh
If you think this song about your girl, then it is
It is what it is, uh
And the pipe wey dey run her water, no fit cease
It is what it
'bout that, I'ma spice up your life
And you gon' return the favor
Get on your worst behavior
I'ma show out this time
But tomorrow you're showin' out
Make up your mind or not, let's guess
(Uh!)
Life has no meaning, it goes
(Yah, yah, yah)
Blink of an eye, it goes
(Chop, chop, chop)
You give me meaning,
thanksgiving
Girl you know I'm thankful for you
If you're feeling alone
Sitting at home
Gotta get off your phone and
Come over
Keeping it warm
Sit by the fire
Slurp it up
Feed ya face
Mask No face no case
I Love a lil role play
I can spice it up
Call me da black Ms.Munroe
And you can Be Sinatra
Sing to me a bit
i pick you up this afternoon
We can have sex by the pool
The only one I want is you
The spice that i want in my life
Maybe one day she'll be my wife
to get to this point
All my thoughts are here, everything that I ever wanted to say
I never thought I would
When you put your life into the music, you hope
Baby girl your nice
I can tell by the cheeky look in your eyes
Bye bye, to the old life
Where things were grey and monochrome and raining all night
All
Say if you think I'm sexy, cho little girl reach out and touch me
If you really need me, cho little girl reach out and tell me
And, give me your
If a carb a you a eat a chedda and grezzo
You still have to be nice
You still have to shine
You still have to spice up mi mind
Good girl, my good
If a carb a you a eat a chedda and grezzo
You still have to be nice
You still have to shine
You still have to spice up mi mind
Good girl, my good
just like Professor Utonium
I stir the pot up
By adding that sugar and spice
Some chemical X
That I throw on the side
Side eye
You know that strong
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