used to be and, oh I didn?t know you were missin? me so much Girl you knew what would happen when we touched I?m not in a hurry there?s no rush And
way you look But you ain't nothin' if you can't cook I need home, home cookin', yeah I need home, home cookin', yeah Hot, I sweat all day I rush back
apple pie? I said, throw it to me, that apple cobbler Baby it, can I get, can I get it deep fried? So much sugar it's makin' my head rush Tell me what
you scraped it away The thick black mud covering my decay Smeared the old makeup and dirt off my eyes Til i saw the rain wash away the skies You gave me sugar
the people rush everywhere. No rain, sugar cane, just a grain, In my Champagne glass, you know. You put that magic touch in the air. See those people in a rush
your lies to come undone And those three small words, were way too late 'Cause you can't see that I'm the one I'm your late-night head rush Ace-high
within Ohhhhhhh I think I like you Will you be my medicine man Put your hand on my chest feel the bump bump bump bump Will you be my sugar rush make
calling, whisper something in my ear Sweet like sugar, tell me what I wanna hear I'm weak by your touch and when it's meltin' on my lips A rush through
a chance It's in the hands of faith, If we'll make it sugar Time alone will show us what will be Until we're sure about it, We don't want to rush into
where it's pleasing you Fingertips on your lips Don't it make you wanna cream Don't say, they so sweet on my tongue I can feel you sugar rush, here it
sit in your throne I done put the choke hold on now They screamin', "Nicki leave me alone" I am, I'm still the one to beat Ain't in a rush for mainstream
t understand I consider as my first real love Official authentic first sho'nuff From the rough into love Baby you changed me I feel good about you Before the sugar rush
night I'll go I love when you come over Please come over And when you come It gives me fever (Come over) Body next to mine Love dance syncopated time Sugar rush
a dread Niggas wanna bump heads, but they better off dead Came crashin' through the door like the Feds, bring it [Unverified] The year everybody start to rush
Christmas is here Snowflakes filling the air People rushing past every display No time for napping There's buying and then wrapping The gifts to be given
I best behave to the rhythm of justice slaves Selected brave, ah, lecture me extra waves Doggin' your sounds causing you clowns just to cave Address the rage, rush
Your two eyes, they speak to me Special treats and delicacies In your velvet corridors Sticky walls and sugar floors Your fingers, they speak to me Butterfly