The revolutions start inside, I know And you tell me I might be crazy over you And you tell me No excuse to lose it over you And you tell me So impatient
Traduzione: Sugar. E tu mi dici.
then you're not my cup of tea Don't make me act a damn fool, treat you like you in pre-school Cause you broke the golden rule, and made me lose my cool
, you and your chicas (hot little mamacita) That's for sugar I am mingho, when you call me papi We gonna fiesta, guess a cause you got me It's on you,
O-L-O-U-S [112:] Let me tell you What I wanna do Let me show you That I'm feelin you Wanna sex wanna Ride with you you Wanna kiss wanna Put my lips all
boo rappers, go to jail drop, so Straightened up nicely, hip-hop likes me Tell her sit back and put some sugar in her ice tea I'm more like a virus, you
this fine young lady She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!) I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' real nice Sweeter than honey, sugar and spice (
Lord help me, guide me, save me! Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy. Do or die. Nigga pull the trigger don't give a fuck. You'd rather be
here in town, come on and spell it out for me We're talkin bad news, I been too blind to see You're Trouble just waitin' to happen to me!.......Trouble..... ...you
what a pimp do Break you And get rid of you And make you tell 'em other players what I did to you You bitch, you hoe, you slut Better recognize game before
on that juice and gin You could find me in the background burnin that backwood Stylin and stuntin doin my two step frontin Now I'm a tell you What Em told me
" - G. Dep (Repeat) [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four
long my accent changed You better watch who you fuck with mate Or you 'gon make me carve your ass up now straight Come on Game you will never be my equal
them killas wit me Yo you for real nigga, think you can deal wit me? You got a couple of guns, you know a couple of dudes You need to shut your mouth
wit me Yo you for real nigga, think you can deal wit me? You got a couple of guns, you know a couple of dudes You need to shut your mouth, this what you
doin that! [8thW1:] Sugar's in my cereal, sugar's in my soft drink Sugar's in my Whole Food, sugar sugar everything Sprinkle sugar everywhere, tell me
ve got me myself and I, you've got you yourself and you But together we combine to make a different kind of groove (Party people!) Don't you start somethin you
it to make you pop your lid but you did but what you did for me physically and mentally got my chemistry just like goin' you just not knowin' well anyway
