Southern Delicacy

I guess I'm stubborn than a mug, I just know what I want
You know exactly what you signed up for
And what's better than knowing that you got me on your arms?
Guess you could say that you're the lucky one

Know you hear me, you ain't so-so deaf, I know what's best
I'm saying that, boy, we could be the big picture
Know they put us on the mood boards and wallpapers
Be real, baby, all you needed was the kicker

All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy
All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy (oh)
You ain't getting this nowhere, nowhere, baby
All you really needed was me (oh)
All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy (oh)

Oh, ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh)
Southern type of delicacy (ooh, oh, yeah)
Oh, ooh-ooh
Southern type of delicacy (oh)

You can't take classes for these hips, can't study for these thighs
You got the it girl, play the part, and I'll play mine
The paparazzi come a-knocking, stop and strike a pose
It's the routine, it's the schedule, I'll show you how it goes
I pout my lips, you give gifts, I take pics
My hips might dip, but tits sit, boy, get this
You'll be the celebrity, I'll just cheer you on
Got the trophy, boy, you already won

I know you hear me, you ain't so-so deaf, I know what's best
I'm saying that, boy, we could be the big picture
Know they put us on the mood boards and wallpapers
Be real, baby, all you needed was the kicker

All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy
All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy (oh)
You ain't getting this nowhere, nowhere, baby
All you really needed was me (oh)
All you needed was the sugar honey iced tea (me)
Oh, I'm a southern type of delicacy (oh)

You need me like crack needs a pipe
Just stuck like white on rice, I'll make you feel alright (southern type of delicacy)
Soda needs a pop, the key that fits the lock
I might just be a lot, but we gon' be alright (southern type of delicacy)
You need me like crack needs a pipe
Stuck like white on rice, I'll make you feel alright (southern type of delicacy)
Soda needs a pop, the key that fits the lock
I might just be a lot, but we gon' be alright (southern type of delicacy)



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Carey, Jai'len Josey, Timmy Manson Jr.
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