Sugar Awn Eht

Lyrics

[Hook] (THROW SOME SUGAR ON IT!) Told shorty throw some sugar on it This dirty freak even tried to throw a booger on it (THROW SOME SUGAR ON IT!) Turned up the pressure cooker on it She playing hard to get but it know this hooker want it [Matter ov Fact] She never got the gist mentally The type of shorty that you might fist accidentally Legs long and hairy like a centipede's And her primary mode of transportation was a seven speed Told her to park it at her local market That was bulldozed and replaced by a walmart or a target Pull out your rush card quick And swipe it once cus it costs a dollar every time you charge it Cop the white, brown, coarse and the superfine Any nigga try to holla, tell 'em that your grouper's mine Ayo fuck a wine bottle of moscato Just make sure you bring the muscavado to the grotto A day ago she was acting like she's skeet proof And now shorty can't wait to satisfy her sweet tooth Shoot, a nigga might have to open up a street booth To preach the complete truth Ayo american chicks, shorties from Yemen, brits Next time Matter ov Fact will teach you 'bout the lemon spritz Sipping a lemon fritz