| Honey, um, yes, um
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| Take me to the crib and get naughty, um
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| Are those bullets in ya bra or are your nipples glad to see me
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| Been wishin since I’m three now I’m finally seeing a genie
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| Open that kitty, pretty, let me write it in graffitti
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| Ya name sunshine, baby, been known by the glow in your panties, sweetie
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| Your poonany is screaming 'Feed me' so please me, uh
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| Free me, don’t tease me, touch your toes and kiss your knees, ease
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| Up in it, not minutes try sections of half 'n' hours
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| We’ll be on every end of your house like it was ours
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| And you ain’t gotta suggest respect sunshine, can’t get less
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| I’ll affect every part that your man neglects
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| I’ve been observing how your curving
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| Campaigning for a serving now see, I got that pretty kitty purring
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| Honey, um, yes, um
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| Take me to the crib and get naughty, um
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Sunshine, one time with the sun
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Sunshine, one time in the city
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| Are you in the easy cat or kitty category? |
| What’s the story?
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| You got two pairs of lips which shall I pick to make you wiggle for me?
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| Adore me, don’t let that cat catch your tongue
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| One time wit sunshine and that snatch could catch you strung
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| Don’t wanna wish to hear you sing, wanna know I heard ya sung
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| Here’s one free vote for C notes and loose tongues
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| I’m here, you knock em off but you start with your boots on
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| A party wit the body, lordy, where only two comes
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| And the truth is smoked boots is the proof
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| Once tight socks stretched loose and condoms on the roof
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| Hittin steep and ain’t complete til the kitten sleeps
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| Between the sheets, now our Naughty emblem is written deep
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Sunshine, one time with the sun
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Sunshine, one time in the city
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| Honey, um, yes, um
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| Take me to the crib and get naughty, um
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Sunshine, one time with the sun
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| One time with the sunshine
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| Verse 3: Treach
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| Lady, I crazy and underrated, can’t be test of faded
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| Blowing up the spot like that ass just detonated
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| Spouting out sperm, not spaded out, wit my worm I waited
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| The hotty hair was knotty, a perm and she mighta made it
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| Plus she had a shitty attitude so no alarm
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| On a scale o' one ta damn she was a yawn
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| Darn, wit most it ain’t no speaking after freaking
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| A number one, more weekend in between meetings
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| But sunshine was pretty as Puerto Ricans, so that thought went down wit the
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| Sunset
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| Now you wanna know how naughty can one get
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| Get strapped up like the Mad Hatter, lips between hips like Mick Jagger’s
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| Do some cabin stabbin like a dagger
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| Just cool, let’s wet up the pool and rub-a-dub
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| Trade your dud for a stud, bustin more than suds in a tub
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| So I love it when ya let it get it
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| Get thirsty like a dry reservoir, never sore when I wet it
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| Say pathetic but I say sunshine is super, put that poonany on the roof
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| And that shine might wake the roosters, so I’m thru til I scoop her
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| One time with the sunshine
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| (Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Damn, where’s that cat?) |