Текст (слова) песни: Organized Konfusion - Shugah Shorty

Prince poetry:

Aww man you like the best thing Ive seen all day

Im saying, give me a moment

One minute, one minute

Aww, come on sis

Chorus:

Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

You kept walking shugah, yo I started catchin up

Peeping game now Im the nigga that you smashin up

Prince poetry:

Damn sis, you lookin kinda, extra

Diggin your cat strut and your beautiful cocoa carribean texture

Savin all the small talk lecture, for chump light

You know deep inside I wanna sex you like no other

Chasin you down jamaica ave

A ghetto dope cleopatra, nigga shorty was bad

First she was iggin me son, sliding up in strawberries

Suckin down a sugar cone with nuts, sprinkles and cherries

Excuse me miss, but-uhh pecan

Can I get a lick?

I be the prince po, the rebirth of slick

So its cool like that

Me and you can make it all that, four flat

Into this elevator exotic world with the tall black

Ghetto dope don juan ready to see reflections in amazon rivers with ya blue

Watters

Matchin straw hat, see the picture

Love it but it aint perfect

We can exchange this data and later respectfully work it

Wheew!

Im nothin but a space aged freak who wanna beam you up later this week

So baby whats the word

Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Pharoahe monch:

Damn, its like

Uhh,uhh, a feeling that I get inside

Hard to explain it , Im getting tongue tied like

I hate when I wheez, stublin over the words

Mumblin, fumblin over my opening line

Jumblin rhymes together, you know my palms get all sweaty

And I uhh, ahh, uhh, ahh, uhh, ahh, uhh!

Misses, I cant explain how much I want to be up in it

And I know you aint had no dick in a minute

Oh, you smoke beedies, see you go

Couldnt you see me and you stressed out in bikinis on the beach in tahiti?

See me Im very selective even though I could be greedy

My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti

And are be (? ) so yall can see me, speedy

(naw see)

You can be my centipede like we-be-fore-play

Cause I gourmet my food up like eatie and maxwell

Similar to that smooth kids c-d

Monch, easily the most measily unmistakable

Believe me

Chorus

Pharoahe monch:

This one little chick she pissed me off

Comin out the store, now Im holdin the door

To the bodega, she got a little man with her

Figuring if I kicks it to the kid then I could get her right

Say listen

I see you around every night around seven oclock

You walkin up the block (? ) with the rocks on the side of the crib

With your kid on ya hip and ya close top notch,

You know the thirst baby

First we can deal with the math if you search through your purse for a pen

We can blast off

Like hubble space craft material

Im aware of you and your concern about vanirial diseases

If it pleases you, shit, jesus

I pack profolactics that stretch to my knees

She squinted, with a demented look behind a tented glass of a girlfriend

Rented, benz e-class vented hate

But still hinted like I was self centered

She said speak to the hand

Yall know that shit that girls invented

Aww, see it didnt have to be be like that wit you fiberglass

Backboard ass thats mad flat bitch

Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Hurricane g:

Who that big flat piece of chocolate

Sparkin it, rockin it, "uhh, uhh-uhh," rockin it

Prince poetry:

My name is prince, boo

Now few who speak dont be true

But you, you got this lovely but rugged stiggy

How you do?

Get out the car, lemmie see you

Now whats your name?

Hurricane g: "star"

Prince poetry:

Body was bizarre, yo star, where you live?

Hurricane g:

Far

Rockaway beach out in the boons

My niggas put five on it and stack all I like the loons

Packin twos

So pappi what you say?

Prince poetry:

When Im grown I dont hump, I bone

I aint playin

Im a man who likes a treat

Message feet of the independent queen

To throw up some heat

Shit girl I can fix you something to eat

Prepare a five course meal while Im makin the beat

Already got two things in this beautiful universal common

Thats lovin a tight ass fuck, and some tight ass rymin

So what

We into somethin or your frontin, pilgrum

I aint askin a protif be for make children

Im skilled in body messages and sexual healin

Im gentle, but Im runnin wild just to make a million

We buildin baby

So heres enough for you to handle

Thatll light you up and blow you out like candles

Chorus

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I be the prince po, the rebirth of slick So its cool like that Me and you can make it all that, four flat Into this elevator exotic world with the tall black Ghetto dope don juan ready to see reflections in amazon rivers with ya blue Watters Matchin straw hat, see the picture Love it but it aint perfect We can exchange this data and later respectfully work it Wheew! Im nothin but a space aged freak who wanna beam you up later this week So baby whats the word Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up Pharoahe monch: Damn, its like Uhh,uhh, a feeling that I get inside Hard to explain it , Im getting tongue tied like I hate when I wheez, stublin over the words Mumblin, fumblin over my opening line Jumblin rhymes together, you know my palms get all sweaty And I uhh, ahh, uhh, ahh, uhh, ahh, uhh! Misses, I cant explain how much I want to be up in it And I know you aint had no dick in a minute Oh, you smoke beedies, see you go Couldnt you see me and you stressed out in bikinis on the beach in tahiti? See me Im very selective even though I could be greedy My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti And are be (? ) so yall can see me, speedy (naw see) You can be my centipede like we-be-fore-play Cause I gourmet my food up like eatie and maxwell Similar to that smooth kids c-d Monch, easily the most measily unmistakable Believe me Chorus Pharoahe monch: This one little chick she pissed me off Comin out the store, now Im holdin the door To the bodega, she got a little man with her Figuring if I kicks it to the kid then I could get her right Say listen I see you around every night around seven oclock You walkin up the block (? ) with the rocks on the side of the crib With your kid on ya hip and ya close top notch, You know the thirst baby First we can deal with the math if you search through your purse for a pen We can blast off Like hubble space craft material Im aware of you and your concern about vanirial diseases If it pleases you, shit, jesus I pack profolactics that stretch to my knees She squinted, with a demented look behind a tented glass of a girlfriend Rented, benz e-class vented hate But still hinted like I was self centered She said speak to the hand Yall know that shit that girls invented Aww, see it didnt have to be be like that wit you fiberglass Backboard ass thats mad flat bitch Shugah shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up Hurricane g: Who that big flat piece of chocolate Sparkin it, rockin it, "uhh, uhh-uhh," rockin it Prince poetry: My name is prince, boo Now few who speak dont be true But you, you got this lovely but rugged stiggy How you do? Get out the car, lemmie see you Now whats your name? Hurricane g: "star" Prince poetry: Body was bizarre, yo star, where you live? Hurricane g: Far Rockaway beach out in the boons My niggas put five on it and stack all I like the loons Packin twos So pappi what you say? Prince poetry: When Im grown I dont hump, I bone I aint playin Im a man who likes a treat Message feet of the independent queen To throw up some heat Shit girl I can fix you something to eat Prepare a five course meal while Im makin the beat Already got two things in this beautiful universal common Thats lovin a tight ass fuck, and some tight ass rymin So what We into somethin or your frontin, pilgrum I aint askin a protif be for make children Im skilled in body messages and sexual healin Im gentle, but Im runnin wild just to make a million We buildin baby So heres enough for you to handle Thatll light you up and blow you out like candles Chorus Нравится песня? 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