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Sugar On Me"
She's well versed in the new pop culture
Always rolls with a camera by her side
Well some girls just freak me out

She's the sweetest,
Ooh, make me weep
You can make me cry
See me comin'
And you can pass me by
But honey, nothin', 
Nothin' can ever change this love 
I have for you
the apple of my eye
You're cherrie pie
And oh, you're, you're cake and ice cream
Oh, you're sugar and spice
And everything nice
You're the girl of my, my, my,
When I was a young buck
I tried to be liked by
Everyone
Everyone
I tried so hard to be funny and nice
I tried so hard to be sugar and spice
to Sugar Hill
Everybody wants the thrill
But all I ever want is you

I'm floating up into the sky
And everyone is floating by

(REPEAT CHORUS x 2)
girl's cunt - I surface with the purpose
To let y'all niggaz know the demo
Voice is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't fuck with the style if you
so they don't come near the style
I appear in clouds on some heaven to earth shit
Fake niggas drown the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny girl's
light

My watery eyes spied a traffic jam
The carpool lane was my only chance
Flew by the ass of my pants
But I couldnt see the trap at the top of that
that girl may love me not.
She tells my I'm so sweet
Sugar can't compete
Then puts me on the shelf
Crying by myself.

Throwing petals, petals,
[whispered]
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar

[Chorus 2X: Proof]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar

[Chorus: x2]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like the girls, the girls
what you think
Pass the 40 right by me
Cause you know I don't drink
I remain sober when I drop a hit
But I put gum in my ass cause I like to pop shit
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant.
Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level,
It's not unusual,

To see photos
Ring the bells of mercy
Send the sinnerman home
The keys to the kingdom are lost and gone
And I'm left to die alone
All these girls grown old now
Coupe sittin on chrome she whisper to her girl I wanna take Zino home
Obsessed with the fact she ain't leavin me alone okay mama you want it
My dons gonna
to government cameras
Peepin' us every week
I must have my cars homes & phones
Squeaked for bugs,
But this is what I was dreamin' of,
Between cutting hard coke
you to buy her a drink, home?
I mean, it ain't what I can do, it what I will do,
And attitude is everything, you know what I'm saying
I mean, a chick
home?
I mean, it ain't what I can do, it what I will do,
And attitude is everything, you know what I'm sayin'
I mean, a chick who ask for nothing will
of A Tribe Called Quest
But all they got left is this guy called West
That'll take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
Call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I
the Gucci store
Grinning, Sprewells spinning, but I'm standing still
Man trying to call up this zig-zotic hot mama out by the Ville then
I'm talking top
fled
Went from sugar to sheet rock 
Get your rocks, sweet licks turn sour
By the hour, over on tiger flower
If that light went on that meant go
Say
These niggas losing their minds
You find that there's no reward
They say they already home
It's really clear they abroad
They sound like they