Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour your sugar on me Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Break the bubble, break it up C'mon fire me up Ooh I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet Hey, hey, hey

We rockin' Rollies for real, we rockin' Rollies for real High profile drug dealers, oh I'ma keep a dirty stick, you ever think I ain't the same me Went and baptized my wrist in VVS', oh Stackin' this mula up to Avatar Bentayga, Rolls Royces, etcetera,

Oh, tell me it's time (time, time) Tell me it's time (time, time) Just waitin' for you to tell me it's time Just once I wanna hear that something is mine I've been counting matchsticks from the boxes The seconds in reverse on the clock I've been keeping

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss) Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what? Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet Oh, damn (oh, damn) That flavor, flavor so good

Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I talk to God I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding

I'm a stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, oh And now I know You didn't expect me to go low Now you know From the top to bottom, now that I got you You didn't expect me to just Turn you 'round, spread it out, and put it down I bet he can't do it like me

Who walked away from you Flip to me, I'm the centerfold I'm gonna charm you Stick to me, I'm the centerfold We're gonna go, oh Don't you wish you could hold The angel in the centerfold The fantasy you couldn't control

We won't run and hide I'm passing over you like a satellite So catch me if I fall That's why you stick to your game plans and party lives But at night we're conspiring by candlelight We are the orphans of the American dreams Oh shine your light on me

Show me the way To get to Soulville, baby Show me the way to go home That's where I belong Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Right on down to Soulville I'm gonna eat soul food It'll make you quick Over the candlestick