Sugar (Gimme Some)

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, tongue

Yippie Yippie, Yum Yum

Goodie goodie gum drop

Put me in a tongue lock

Did it till 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 till 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

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