Bullion Cubes Lyrics

I'm doing good

Yea the usual, fish and grits

And a coffee can I get that with two sugars no creamer?

Thank you

Nah it's just me

Two cups of sugar for my honey

Lips sweet as shine

Bullion cubes in the grits little flavor in the mix so you taste that shit

Ain't got a phone but it's paper in my pocket

Want to link best write it down

Ain't got much but my name and a little bit of soul

With to hold you down

I bought a rug so I could cut it up so

I can show ya what I'm working with when making love so

It's the heartbreaker

Mr. mommy maker

On the microphone with another rump shaker

Mr. eye candy

Mr. dapper dandy

I wanna be your friend me and you like Andy

But baby you be Jessie

Because your walk is sexy

I wanna be your cowboy

I like it when you're messy

Feel like an elixir

This'd be the work week fixer

When you're stepping out because your man wants to bicker

Flame Flicka Flicka Come get in this picture

I like my women thick but my milkshakes thicker

My chest feels warm and my eyes are low

If I drink anymore then it's time to go

If you come with that don't make you a hoe

Wake up and get brunch and a cup of Joe

Two cups of sugar for my honey

Lips sweet as shine

Bullion cubes in the grits little flavor in the mix so you taste that shit

Ain't got a phone but it's paper in my pocket

Want to link best write it down

Ain't got much but my name

And a little bit of soul

With to hold you down

We gonna swing we gonna swing

We gonna swing from the ceiling fan

Come and get this magic I'm flipping you acrobatic

They call me the monkey man

I'll put you through the paces

The steps is basic

With your legs in the air

That's a nice anklet

Even in the midst can't help but pay compliments

No I ain't no simp

It's simply confidence

Off in one two three four five

Funk my spunk and come alive

Six seven eight nine ten for ten

Rest assured you'll come again

Sugar it's a Riot here in candy land

I'll hook you into me the like the Candyman

Cotton candy doggie treats

You're dessert the meal's complete

Two cups of sugar for my honey

Lips sweet as shine

Bullion cubes in the grits little flavor in the mix so you taste that Shit

Ain't got a phone but it's paper in My pocket

Want to link best write it down

Ain't got much but my name

And a little bit of soul

With to hold you down

Well as usual it's always great Conversation we should link up Outside of here sometime