Organized Konfusion, Hurricane G - Shugah Shorty lyrics

[Organized Konfusion, Hurricane G - Shugah Shorty lyrics]

Aww man you like the best
Thing I've seen all day
I'm saying, give me a moment
One minute, one minute aww, come on sis

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 I'm the nigga
That you smashin up

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 it's 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 ain't perfect
We can exchange this data and
Later respectfully work it wheew!
I'm 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

Damn, it's like
Uhh, uhh, a feeling that I get inside
Hard to explain it
I'm 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 can't explain how much I
Want to be up in it
And I know you ain't had no dick in a minute
Oh, you smoke beedies, see you go
Couldn't you see me and you stressed out
In bikini's on the beach in Tahiti?
See me I'm very selective even
Though I could be greedy
My main objective is to write
Our names together in graffiti
And are be so y'all 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 kid's C-D
Monch, easily the most measily unmistakable
Believe me

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 I'm the nigga
That you smashin up

This one little chick she pissed me off
Comin out the store, now I'm 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 o'clock
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
I'm aware of you and your
Concern about vanirial diseases
If it please, s 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
Y'all know that shit that girls invented
Aww, see it didn't have to be
Be like that wit you fiberglass
Backboard ass that's mad flat bitch

Shugah Shorty why you backin up
Got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Who that big flat piece of chocolate
Sparkin it, rockin it, "uhh, uhh uhh
" rockin it

My name is Prince, boo
Now few who speak don't be true but, you
You got this lovely but rugged stiggy
How you do? Get out the car, lemmie see you
Now what's your name?

Body was bizarre, yo Star, where you live?

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?

When I'm grown I don't hump, I bone
I ain't playin i'm 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
I'm makin the beat already got two things in
This beautiful universal common
That's lovin a tight ass fuck
And some tight ass rymin so what
We into somethin or your frontin, pilgrum
I ain't askin a protif be for make children
I'm skilled in body messages
And sexual healin i'm gentle
But I'm runnin wild just to make a million
We buildin baby
So here's enough for you to handle
That'll light you up and blow
You out like candles

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 I'm the nigga
That you smashin up

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