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Sugar and spice
And everything nice
Think she's hot, but she's cold as ice
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes her mama with another
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see

You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from the Seven Seas, and I
the Globe
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see

You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from
Whoa...there's some things baby I just can't swallow. Mama told me that girls are hollow. Uh-uh...What's inside a girl? Somethin's tellin' me there's
the Globe
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see

You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from
sugar, boys are spice
Mix 'em up, you pay the price
Never thinkin'
What you sacrificed

And now it's just too late
So how can you complain
That
(Welcome back to the ghetto)

(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for
Cramps 
What's Inside A Girl? 

Whoa...there's some things baby I just can't swallow.
Mama told me that girls are hollow.
Uh-uh...What's
on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, nigga to the rim like brim
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a Endo stem
Mix Hennesey with Thunderbird, Gin and juice
I'm
[Verse 1:]
Yeah I caught you peekin'by the corner of my eye. 
Me I'm never sleepin' bet you think I'm fly. I'm tryin' to take
A girl home tonight
my boo, cooler than a cup of ice
Sexy mama lookin' hotter than a cajun spice
Fly, dressed up nice and ready to entice
Sweeter than a apple pie, "Can
hacer el favor
Pero solo si tú me mamas la chocha
Y después yo te mamo la pinga
Sigue

(Verse Two: Fresh Kid Ice)
Black girls white girls even
my boo, cooler than a cup of ice
Sexy mama lookin' hotter than a cajun spice
Fly, dressed up nice and ready to entice
Sweeter than a apple pie, "Can
to drop, stop

You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
mama
'Cause I can leave you 'lone
Mix the lime with that Patron
That's what we drinking on
She wanna go out to eat
But me JD I'm think home
Just so
like that lil' mama
'Cause I can leave you 'lone
Mix the lime with that Patron
That's what we drinkin' on
She wanna go out to eat
But me, JD, I'm
pretty mama please don't let yo day
Pass by, 'cause shawty you just don't know

That I, have never ever met another girl
That fine, starin' so hard I
tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But tonight girl, it's gonna be you and me

We be thugged out, Moet, champagne, I'm
tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But tonight girl, it's gonna be you and me

We be thugged out, Moet, champagne, I'm
All it takes, a beep to get near me, uh
And mama always told me
I could tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But
can see your thong
Caramel skin tone, damn, you look like Nia Long
Don't be actin' like that, lil' mama 'cause I can leave you 'lone

Mix the lime with
ever loved anybody
Loved anything, loved anyone
Than you'll feel me.

[Chorus]
Your baby got a hole in it
I fill it up
She get turned on by all my
fucked by Hogan's Heroes
Eenie meanie miney mo you took your shot you missed
I wasn't a good boy this year I'm not on Santa's list
I gave your girl some
on probation
I’ma give her two scratches
She’s a fuckin’ good woman, I’ma give her a life
I’ma walk by shinin’ with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
like a quaker 
But take the raincoats, for the oats 
When you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow 
With butter, you slip up in the grits

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