(Ft. Master Shortie)
[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
Hey y'all Bruno Mars
That's why you taste like to me
And all I need is to sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now
I'm a British boy so I do British Things
Like nibble on your earlobe but let your body sing
You're my violin and I'm a string
With every breath you take I won't let it sting
So let me in open your doors
What yours is mine, what mine is yours
Where's your p-ssy give me your paws
And I won't mind if it's you going through my drawers
Keep it clean 'cause we're gettin in a mess
Baby girl yeah you're better in the flesh
I heard from your friends that I'm better than your ex
And if I'm real then I'm better than your next
Banofee pie you my sweet tart
That's one of the reasons that you're my sweetheart
So when I meet arse we beat fast
Why don't we just take it slow
So we last
[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
That's why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now
The world is ours
Put your head back see the stars
I like you just the way you are like Bruno Mars
I know I can, call me Nas
I love your thighs I love your arse
Now give me your flower 'cause I'm a human vase
And I'm about to ride without a pass
I hope
can keep a secret before I ask
Oh no oh no you're burning my tongue just like a cocoa
Oh no oh no I think you need some cream upon you
You think I got chick what's her name
I ain't lying you're my main
You're the only picture inside my frame
Let's wash it down with sex not champagne
[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
That's why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now
Sugar, coco and honey
That's why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now