Sugar & Spice Lyrics

What you like, huh? (Hm-hm)
What's yo'—?
What's yo'—?
What's yo'—? (Ah)
I know your type, what's yo' style?

What's yo' style? What you like?
You say rich niggas be yo' type, huh
You wanna spend the night, huh?
You wanna go all night, huh?
She want the nigga who drive the foreign, the nigga with all the ice, huh
She got that natural body, inside the pussy it’s like a python
I know that I'm your type, I know just what you like, hm-hm-hm
She wanna sleep with me, wanna' have a pillow fight, hm-hm-hm
I got two bitches that are like sugar and spice, hm-hm-hm
Don't be no hater, I had fun with yo' wife, hm-hm-hm

Soon as this pill kick in on me, then she next
Superstars get more fouls, shit, you need to go talk to the ref
All my nеck is bling-blaow, I can thank Alex Moss for that
Don't make no racist comments 'bout thеm folks, my favorite ho from there
Don't make me livid, what the fuck you mean? They canceled your prescription?
I then have granny by her wig if they ain't gave her what I'm sippin'
I just got pints on pints on pints, that's just the way I'm livin'
He threw so much fuckin' money in that club, the strippers limpin'
And she like, "Call me when you leave," she just wanna be on her knees
I say, "Okay, bae, I will," her say, "Pinky promise, please"
Gave her rounds, shit i feel like Holyfield, this Tesla beamin
I get the baddest bitches, when they walk up, what you seen?
Let me tell you what I see. my balcony, got ocean view
I'm tryna make a movie, me and you, come treat me like a flute
If I'm your type, come show me what you like, a gift from me to you
Or it could be a gift from you to me, your mouth is what I need
Bad lil bitch, she gave me access, I can't even act pressed
When you dressed up, it look like Golden Globe, built like an actress
Please excuse my hands, one in your pants and one on your chest
She can't wait until we make it home, she need her throat checked

What's yo' style? What you like?
You say rich niggas be yo' type, huh
You wanna spend the night, huh?
You wanna go all night, huh?
She want the nigga who drive the foreign, the nigga with all the ice, huh
She got that natural body, inside the pussy's like a python
I know that I'm your type, I know just what you like, hm-hm-hm
She wanna sleep with me, we gon' have a pillow fight, hm-hm-hm
I got two bitches that are like sugar and spice, hm-hm-hm
Don't be no hater, I had fun with yo' wife, hm-hm-hm

Man, what you—? Hm-hm-hm
Hm, shit goin' on
She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex
You know the rest
Hm-hm, class is in session, grab your notebook
Mhm, you go, "Hm-hm"
Hmm
All right, 2:50