Tamar Braxton - Hot Sugar lyrics
rate mePop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Ladies, just so you know, don’t let a house
With a little kids where your man man got a big ego
Fronting on the kid don’t play like I, I, I, I gots to go
Cut it out, give your man with a dream about
T shirt and some heels on
While he chase you all around the house
I get around bad, drop it low and bring it back
Go, he ain’t gotta ask, cause I do it for my man
Wind em up slow, put him on the front row
Tell him welcome to the show,
Yeah I do that for my man
[Chorus]
He want that hot sugar, sugar,
He want a piece of something good, all night
He want that good to lust choc, my, my
He want that sugar, he want that sugar
He want that sugar, that sugar
That hot sugar, sugar, sugar
I’ll be his sweet little mama all the time
And we can do it an hour later that’s fine
He want that sugar, that sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
He said I’m sexy but I told him close his eyes
A little candle in the room that was the only light
I turned the speakers up, I told him he’ll be loved
She got that indoor oven, that sugar tasted love
Ain’t never hurt when a little loving, long as I make it sweet
Got that good I always bring my baby to his knees
Never will he leave out hungry, what, he got that fever
Never will he leave out hungry, what, you gots to
[Chorus]
He want that hot sugar, sugar,
He want a piece of something good, all night
He want that good to lust choc, my, my
He want that sugar, he want that sugar
He want that sugar, that sugar
That hot sugar, sugar, sugar
I’ll be his sweet little mama all the time
And we can do it an hour later that’s fine
He want that sugar, that sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Watch me heat it up, making stuff, be a sugar fiend
Watch me heat it up, sugar rush, can you make it stick
Watch me heat it up, making stuff, be a sugar fiend
Watch me heat it up, sugar rush, can you make it stick
[Chorus]
He want that hot sugar, sugar,
He want a piece of something good, all night
He want that good to lust choc, my, my
He want that sugar, he want that sugar
He want that sugar, that sugar
That hot sugar, sugar, sugar
I’ll be his sweet little mama all the time
And we can do it an hour later that’s fine
He want that sugar, that sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it pop it, pop it.
Thanks to vc vc for correcting these lyrics
