hook
yo, sweet suga flava, honey lollipop
let me taste yours, papi,
let`s frame candy rain
chokolate cream dreams
let me taste yours
I`ma let you taste mines
if you let me taste yours
verse 1
you can`t cope with his style, my nigga is so fly
so juvenile I keep his digits with the x-files
never try to steal what`s mines
small accidents I simply can develop
all fellows know the way I roll
we standin` on a high level, you, drastically flippin` it
back to where I was verbally rippin` it
this mommy satisfy, no regrets allowed
we be chillin` on clouds, but still keep it underground
verse 2
we lay back with the Henny
visualizin` with a blurry sight, shit is all right
you`re fly, nigga, you have to come close and see me live
analyze the stage, I`ll be rippin` it over and underground
blow it up wild sounds, show with extra bonus
techniques from the lyrical chick wearin` Goldkronor
coming thru, I wanna rock with you all night
I know you feel, yo, we tight
slide that ass over here cutie, boogie down and
freeze that goody, rock on without the roll
I`m overheated but still stonecold
Claudeetah break the ice with her rugged style
verse 3
time fo` action I think I hit a score
no fake moves, I wanna taste yours
Little Bo guarantee everlastin`, music blastin`
we could all go subterranean, nasty if you ask me
I got all accessinside passes
follow me but you have to move a little faster
it`s all or none, son, I know you like it
when I ripped the mic, I need to be rewinded