Sugar (Gimme Some) (feat. Ludacris,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

She put that sugar (ooh), on my 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)

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

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 weave
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

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