featuring Hurricane G
Prince Poetry:
Aww man you like the best thing I've seen all day
I'm saying give me a moment
One minute one minute
Aww come on sis
Chorus:
Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up
Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up
Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up
You kept walking shugah, yo I started catchin up
Peeping game now I'm the nigga that you smashin up
Prince Poetry:
Damn sis, you lookin kinda, extra
Diggin your cat strut and your beautiful cocoa carribean texture
Savin all the small talk lecture, for chump light
You know deep inside I wanna sex you like no other
Chasin you down Jamaica Ave
A ghetto dope Cleopatra, nigga shorty was bad
First she was iggin me son, sliding up in strawberries
Suckin down a sugar cone with nuts, sprinkles and cherries
Excuse me miss, but-uhh pecan
Can I get a lick?
I be the Prince Po, the rebirth of slick
So its cool like that
Me and you can make it all that, four flat
Into this elevator exotic world with the tall black
Ghetto dope Don Juan ready to see reflections in Amazon rivers with ya blue
watters
Matchin straw hat, see the picture
Love it but it ain't perfect
We can exchange this data and later respectfully work it
Wheew!
I'm nothin but a space aged freak who wanna beam you up later this week
So baby whats the word
Shugah Shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up
Pharoahe Monch:
Damn, it's like
uhh,uhh, a feeling that I get inside
Hard
