Sugar (Gimme Some)

Cee Lo Green

Composed by: D. Byrne
[Trick Daddy and Cee-Lo] 
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 

[Cee-Lo] 
She put that sugar (ooh), on my tongue, tongue(ooh) 
Shes gonna (ooh), gimmie gimmie 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) 

[Trick Daddy] 
Gimme some of your butter pecan 
Put it right there, on the tip of my tongue 
Hold it, right ya, 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 

[Chorus] (2x) 

[Ludacris] 
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 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 
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 wanted it all night 
So put the bubbles in the tub and Ludacris in me 

[Chorus] (2x) 

[Trick Daddy] 
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 might 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 outta do me betta 

[Chorus] (2x)
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