Honey Lollipop (Rob Lewis Mix)-Deetah

Hook Yo, sweet suga flava, honey lollipop Let me taste yours, papi, Let's frame candy rain Chokolate cream dreams Let me taste yours I'ma let you taste mines If you let me taste yours Verse 1 You can't cope with his style, my ni**a is so fly So juvenile I keep his digits with the x-files Never try to steal what's mines Small accidents I simply can develop All fellows know the way I roll We standin' on a high level, you, drastically flippin' it Back to where I was verbally rippin' it This mommy satisfy, no regrets allowed We be chillin' on clouds, but still keep it underground Verse 2 We lay back with the Henny Visualizin' with a blurry sight, sh*t is all right You're fly, ni**a, you have to come close and see me live Analyze the stage, I'll be rippin' it over and underground Blow it up wild sounds, show with extra bonus Techniques from the lyrical chick wearin' Goldkronor Coming thru, I wanna rock with you all night I know you feel, yo, we tight Slide that a** over here cutie, boogie down and Freeze that goody, rock on without the roll I'm overheated but still stonecold Claudeetah break the ice with her rugged style Verse 3 Time fo' action I think I hit a score No fake moves, I wanna taste yours Little Bo guarantee everlastin', music blastin' We could all go subterranean, nasty if you ask me I got all accessinside passes Follow me but you have to move a little faster It's all or none, son, I know you like it When I ripped the mic, I need to be rewinded