Uh huh, yeah 

Yeah, ha

Oh man, I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it 

After this one you gonna need a root canal 

Hehe 

I love sugar, oh man 

This one for all the nice, clean, decent women 

Lay it on me, girl 

Pay close attention 



* She put that sugar (ooh), on my tongue (ooh) 

She's gonna (ooh), gimme gimme some sugar (ooh) 

Put it right there on my tongue (sweet sweet, lover lover) 

Oh, right there on my tongue (she turns me on, like no other) 



Gimme some of your butter pecan 

Put it right there, on the tip of my tongue 

Hold it, right yeah, cause baby, if I bite ya, I bet ya like it

French Vanilla is a helluva flava for me 

With strawberries, two cherries and whipped cream 

The best dreams are the wet dreams 

And the rest is just a flick without a sex scene 

Orderly, I speak the truth 

Cause the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice 

Cause Florida oranges and Georgia peaches 

When they nice and ripe, they the best for eatin'

All southern boys be cravin' for pores 

An old slice of pie after they main course 

What they game for, I came for 

I gotta thang for you that I can't ignore



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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 

Turn around, gave her bottom a smack, smack 

She's the woman from the block with the best 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 

Plus, she wanted a man with a little security 

Said, I been around the world twice 

And my name ring bells from Atlanta to Sicily 

Said she want it all night 

Put the bubbles in the tub with Ludacris in me 



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Sweetie, you look so incredible 

So delicious, and so damn edible 

All I need is some honey and syrup 

And a little 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 

Cause I'm 'bout to go cuckoo to taste your Cocoa Puffs 

One bowl oughtta fill me up, but the milk got to be cold enough 

Suppertime oughtta hold me up 

I'm 'bout to choke this up if I don't slow it up, but

Honey, you look like a honey dew 

Eat strawberries with a whipped cream filling 

Top baller with the peach cobbler 

But a fruit platter might outta do me betta 



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