Spice Lyrics

I'm like: Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

Nice round mics

Don't think twice

Bound to entice

Flow to tight

And I keep it on ice

I'm like oooh

I hope there ain't no haters when I come through

Oooh

I does this, baby, what do you do?

Ain't ready for the rapture

They know it come soon

There ain't enough room

Oooh

I spit magic

Cut from a different fabric

They don't want static

Killing is my habit

Know it'll get tragic

Don't mean to be dramatic

But I can bring the havoc

More than they could imagine

Keep the good flows stashed like work

Can't pull them out first

It leave them in the dirt

It hit them where it hurt

Then give the knife a turn

Then spit a couple flames and like Usher I let it burn

But there's always like another one coming they never learn

And now I gotta get up and give them what they deserve

I hear some doggies hollerin'

I probably hit a nerve

It's probably time to wrap them up and take them to the curb

I'm like: Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

Nice round mics

Don't think twice

Bound to entice

Flow to tight

And I keep it on ice

I'm like: Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

Nice round mics

Don't think twice

Bound to entice

Flow to tight

And I keep it on ice

I'm like oooh

Pretty little titty and it comes in two

Pretty little kitty but she don't want you

Pretty and she silly but don't get it confused

Pretty bitches known to do what they gotta do

At the top so much you would think it was my favorite position

To be the best it just align with my vision

Don't nothing move until I make a decision

And that's the final no one gets an opinion

I got that tight little body

The unfriendly black hottie

I'm the shit like potty

Bitches could never stop me

Them niggas could never top me

Heather's cashing a check

Still got time to keep a pink pump pressed on a neck

That sugar, spice,

And everything nice

That face right

With plenty of height

He want the whole sight

For all of the night

I keep the hole tight

And he nut at the speed of the light

I'm like: Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

Nice round mics

Don't think twice

Bound to entice

Flow to tight

And I keep it on ice

I'm like: Oooh

What can you do?

He like: Lemme show you

So I'm like: Come through

Show me that 1, 2

I got some girls, too

So, you bring your crew

And it'll be a mood

Oooh

Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

I'm so nice, uh

Add some sugar and spice

I'm so nice

I'm so nice, uh