Spice
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like oooh
I hope there ain't no haters when I come through
Oooh
I does this, baby, what do you do?
Ain't ready for the rapture
They know it come soon
There ain't enough room
Oooh
I spit magic
Cut from a different fabric
They don't want static
Killing is my habit
Know it'll get tragic
Don't mean to be dramatic
But I can bring the havoc
More than they could imagine
Keep the good flows stashed like work
Can't pull them out first
It leave them in the dirt
It hit them where it hurt
Then give the knife a turn
Then spit a couple flames and like Usher I let it burn
But there's always like another one coming they never learn
And now I gotta get up and give them what they deserve
I hear some doggies hollerin'
I probably hit a nerve
It's probably time to wrap them up and take them to the curb
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like oooh
Pretty little titty and it comes in two
Pretty little kitty but she don't want you
Pretty and she silly but don't get it confused
Pretty bitches known to do what they gotta do
At the top so much you would think it was my favorite position
To be the best it just align with my vision
Don't nothing move until I make a decision
And that's the final no one gets an opinion
I got that tight little body
The unfriendly black hottie
I'm the shit like potty
Bitches could never stop me
Them niggas could never top me
Heather's cashing a check
Still got time to keep a pink pump pressed on a neck
That sugar, spice,
And everything nice
That face right
With plenty of height
He want the whole sight
For all of the night
I keep the hole tight
And he nut at the speed of the light
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like: Oooh
What can you do?
He like: Lemme show you
So I'm like: Come through
Show me that 1, 2
I got some girls, too
So, you bring your crew
And it'll be a mood
Oooh
Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
I'm so nice, uh
Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
I'm so nice, uh
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like oooh
I hope there ain't no haters when I come through
Oooh
I does this, baby, what do you do?
Ain't ready for the rapture
They know it come soon
There ain't enough room
Oooh
I spit magic
Cut from a different fabric
They don't want static
Killing is my habit
Know it'll get tragic
Don't mean to be dramatic
But I can bring the havoc
More than they could imagine
Keep the good flows stashed like work
Can't pull them out first
It leave them in the dirt
It hit them where it hurt
Then give the knife a turn
Then spit a couple flames and like Usher I let it burn
But there's always like another one coming they never learn
And now I gotta get up and give them what they deserve
I hear some doggies hollerin'
I probably hit a nerve
It's probably time to wrap them up and take them to the curb
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like oooh
Pretty little titty and it comes in two
Pretty little kitty but she don't want you
Pretty and she silly but don't get it confused
Pretty bitches known to do what they gotta do
At the top so much you would think it was my favorite position
To be the best it just align with my vision
Don't nothing move until I make a decision
And that's the final no one gets an opinion
I got that tight little body
The unfriendly black hottie
I'm the shit like potty
Bitches could never stop me
Them niggas could never top me
Heather's cashing a check
Still got time to keep a pink pump pressed on a neck
That sugar, spice,
And everything nice
That face right
With plenty of height
He want the whole sight
For all of the night
I keep the hole tight
And he nut at the speed of the light
I'm like: Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
Nice round mics
Don't think twice
Bound to entice
Flow to tight
And I keep it on ice
I'm like: Oooh
What can you do?
He like: Lemme show you
So I'm like: Come through
Show me that 1, 2
I got some girls, too
So, you bring your crew
And it'll be a mood
Oooh
Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
I'm so nice, uh
Add some sugar and spice
I'm so nice
I'm so nice, uh
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Writer(s): Jaila Lewinski
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