Sugarcoated

You was working on a Sunday, getting shot on a freeway or oneway
Sugarcoating everything your way, but you ain't got nothing to say
You was busy on a Saturday, never can hang got something to say
So I took your problems and I ran with it, took the beat machine and then I bounced with it
So come on yea, sugarcoating everything your way
So come on yea, sugar coating everything your way

Bitches tripping yes I be out in soho, karate kid ways kicking shit in slow mo
I'm more advanced though because I'm in a dojo, wait till I get my advance I'l rock a two door
but still want more like Brady need four more, Versace loafers and a real nice polo
Lacoste, yes what's the cost don't matter
And listening to cassette tapes Pink Matter, It do matter to you broke motherfuckers
But hold up listen this is just one genre, real g's still say move in silence like lasagna
Anything for money maybe get a bat mitzvah, they celebrate me like an olympian
Pics with them, spitting phlegm world wide celebrity
Seniors bout go fuck a freshman, hell na silly rabbit yes trix is for the kids and them
Aiming at me red dot like an Indian, see it across my face it's in my lineage
Dedication be in my fate it's called a pilgrimage, sugar coating bitch yes this isn't equilibrium

And I know it's hard she spends her problems on her cars, but it declined her card
So she's back to the wizard of oz
I know it's hard she spends her problems on her cars, but it declined her card
So she's back to the wizard of oz

You was working on a Sunday, getting shot on a freeway or oneway
Sugarcoating everything your way, but you ain't got nothing to say
You was busy on a Saturday, never can hang got something to say
So I took your problems and I ran with it, took the beat machine and then I bounced with it
So come on yea, sugarcoating everything your way
So come on yea, sugar coating everything your way

You're sugarcoating everything
You're sugar coating everything



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Writer(s): William Dover
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