Shugah Shorty Lyrics - Organized Konfusion

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 

Whew, I'm nothin' but a space aged freak 

Who wanna beam you up later this week 

So, baby, what's 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, stumblin' 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 [unverified] 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 easily 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 [unverified] 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 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" 

Y'all know that shit that girls invented 

Aww, see it didn't have to 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? 

Star 

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