| She’s got rings on her fingers that shine like Mercury
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| She never paints her nails, she like the yellow from nicotine
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| You can keep your fashion mag, she likes Titos in a paper bag
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| Yeah, you falling off her hips, wishing you was in her jeans
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| She never talk too much but she just know what she’d say
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| She got space in her teeth, where she hides her words away
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| She knows she looking good, she don’t care if she’s understood
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| Yeah, she even talks dirty when she’s on her knees to pray
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| Swinging from a cage, acting half her age
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| No time for games, she know just what she needs (knows just what she needs)
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| She went looking for another man
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| And she found him where I stand
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| I love that sugar, love my sugar queen
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| Yeah, the people start talking when she walking on down the street
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| Dropping them jaws with every single one she meets
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| She likes to get her thrills, on the edge of the window sill
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| All the people gather round but she coming home with me
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| Swinging from a cage, acting half her age
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| No time for games, she know just what she need (know just what she need)
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| She went looking for another man
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| She found him right where I stand
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| Oh yeah, I love my sugar, love my sugar queen
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| Yeah, I love my sugar, love my sugar queen
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| Swinging from a cage, acting half her age
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| No time for games, she know just what she need (know just what she need)
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| You know she looks so good in fur
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| You got to hear that pussycat purr
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| Oh, I love that sugar, love my sugar queen
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| Swinging from a cage, acting half her age
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| No time for games, she know just what she need (know just what she need)
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| She went looking for another man
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| She found him right where I stand
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| I love my sugar, love my sugar queen
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| Yeah, I love that sugar, I love that sugar queen
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| Oh you know I love my sugar, love my sugar queen |