| Bitch, I just hit the scene
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| All white on my body
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| I’m super clean
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| Sugar, Daddy
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| Out here with the sheen
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| Soul glowing, molars frozen
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| The pimp in me just wanna
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| Take a ride, (on you on you)
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| Baby I just wanna slide
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| (On you on you) On you
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| I might have to get paid for this
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| Kinda feel like I was made for this
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| Kitty feel like I was made for it
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| I might have to say grace to this
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| Think about to be late for this
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| She knows I can’t wait for this
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| Take the pic, but don’t filter this
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| I might have to say grace to this
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| I might have to get high for this
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| Might have to swing by for this
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| She gone have me on righteous shit
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| Cut the dairy out the diet tips
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| Conversation while we vibe to this
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| Tell me what be on your mind to this
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| Open up when I’m inside to this
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| I was hoping we could ride to this
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| I was hoping we could…
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| I was hoping we could talk
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| I was hoping there was something
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| Realer than a momentary intercourse
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| I was hoping it was you
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| You might tell me that it’s mine
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| I was hoping there was something deeper
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| That would keep me digging over time
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| Bitch, I just hit the scene
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| All white on my body
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| I’m super clean
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| Sugar, Daddy
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| Out here with the sheen
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| Soul glowing, molars frozen
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| The pimp in me just wanna
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| Take a ride, (on you on you)
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| Baby I just wanna slide
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| (On you on you) On you
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| Can’t find no love like this
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| I poke, I need my fix
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| Sunday sip holy water
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| Then I baptise in sin
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| I hide my pride within the space
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| Beneath your torso. |
| Then drown
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| My confidence and mix my weed
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| And bourdieu
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| No trust the problems start
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| No breaks like bumper cars
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| We won’t survive the crash
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| My hoodie my lighter back
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| You know that petty shit
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| Treat you like medicine
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| Till I’m like fuck this bitch
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| And she go fuck my mans
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| Persistant pussy pleaser
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| My posture Harry Pinero
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| Balance feel more Ciaga
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| My crown sit like the pharaoh
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| Oh that’s your nigga now?
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| He won’t be here by tomorrow
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| Time a relative that I don’t see
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| Till I’m hollow. |
| I cold play her
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| To yellow. |
| You was more the
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| Othello, self serving your mellow
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| For likes. |
| Pick a sedative right?
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| That’s your energy wow
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| What’s your jealously like
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| What your enemies like? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sugar , by - Kojey Radical. Song from the album Cashmere Tears, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп