| Uh huh
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| Yeah
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| Aw man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it
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| After this one you gon need a root canal then
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| I love sugar all of it
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| This one for all the clean, decent women
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| Lay it on me girl
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| Pay Close Attention
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| She put that sugar on my tongue
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| Shes gonna
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| Gimme gimme some
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| She put it right there on my tongue (Skeet Skeet)
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| Right there on my tongue (She turns me on, like no other)
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| And gimme some of your butter pecan
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| Put it right there on tip of my tongue, hold it
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| Right jeeeah
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| Cuz baby, if I bite you
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| I bet you like it
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| French Vanilla’s a hell of a flavor for me
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| With strawberries, two cherries and whipped cream
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| The best things are the wet dreams
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| And uh, the rest is just a flick without a sex scene
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| Or lee, I speak the truth
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| Cuz the blacker the berry
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| The sweeter the juice
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| Cuz, Florida oranges and Georgia peaches
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| When they nice and ripe, they the best for eatin'
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| Southern boys we crave for old slice of pie after they main course
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| So if you game for it
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| I came for it
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| I got a thing for ya
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| That I can’t ignore
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| She put that sugar on my tongue
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| Shes gonna
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| Gimme gimme some
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| She put it right there on my tongue (Skeet Skeet)
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| Right there on my tongue (She turns me on, like no other)
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| He lickin' his lips like I’m somethin' sweet (ta!)
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| Lookin at me like I’m something to eat (ta!)
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| I got pimps givin me they money
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| Just to taste my jar of honey
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| Cotton candy sweet as whoa
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| Come and lick my Tootsie Roll
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| My sugar baby once you wet it
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| Give high blood pressure like a diabetic
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| How 'bout a little Kim with ya coffee
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| I just can’t keep these boys off me
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| Pink diamonds, dudes love to frost me
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| Runnin' behind me like I’m Mr. Softie (ah!)
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| He said I drive 'em crazy
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| Got a sweet tooth for you baby
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| Just gonna look at 'cha lady
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| Lil' Kim’s eye candy baby!
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| She put that sugar on my tongue
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| Shes gonna
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| Gimme gimme some
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| She put it right there on my tongue (Skeet Skeet)
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| Right there on my tongue (She turns me on, like no other)
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| She put that sugar on my tongue, tongue
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| Yippie Yippie, Yum Yum
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| Goodie goodie gum drop
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| Put me in a tongue lock
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| Did it 'til my body went numb, numb
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| Laid her on her back, back
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| Turned her round, gave her bottom a smack, smack
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| She’s a woman from the block with the best of weed
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| But I won’t stop 'til I’m pullin out tracks, tracks
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| It was lust at first sight
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| And she couldn’t help sayin that she wanted to get with me
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| And my size was just right
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| Cuz she wanted a man with a little sec-ur-ity
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| Said I been around the world twice
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| And my name ring bells from Atlanta to Sic-i-ly
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| Said she wanted it all night
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| So put the bubbles in the tub and Ludacris and me
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| She put that sugar on my tongue
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| Shes gonna
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| Gimme gimme some
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| She put it right there on my tongue (Skeet Skeet)
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| Right there on my tongue (She turns me on, like no other)
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| Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeeeah Yeeeah Yeah
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| Yeah Yeah
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| Sweetie you look so incredible
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| So delicious and so damn edible
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| All I need is some honey or syrup
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| With a lil' butter to rub down all your curves
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| And no need for the lemonade
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| Just a twist of lime and some grape Kool-Aid
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| Can I call you Caramel?
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| Cuz I’m bout to go coo-coo to taste your Coco Puffs
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| One bowl ought to fill me up
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| But that milk gotta be cold enough
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| So supper time that’ll hold me up
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| I might choke myself if I don’t slow it up, but
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| Honey, you look like a honeydew melon
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| Or strawberry with the whipped cream filling
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| Of the top part of the peach cobbler
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| But uh, the fruit platter ought to do me better |