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