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Feel like I just hit the lotto Ooh, dress cleaner than a Sunday I'm goody good like gelato Mean, like a caddy with the roof off He told me, "Be quiet baby, be cool" Bae make me feel like sativa, I call him high school And I'm bad, bad and yellow bone Taste better when its homemade and grown Ah babe My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter and you know it Said, ah babe My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid You know, you can't buy this at the corner store Oh baby Love how you put in the work like it's your day job Oh baby Them thotty thotties be dirty, I'm Aquafina Oh baby I got the flavor, the peach like I'm from Georgia New hair, new braids Nina Simone with a touch of 'Yonce Now ah babe My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter and you know it Said, ah babe My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid You know, you can't buy this at the corner store
Writer(s): Homer Steinweiss, Kirby Lauren Dockery, Paul Spring, Joe Eden Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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