featuring Hurricane G

Prince Poetry:

Aww man you like the best thing I've seen all day

I'm saying give me a moment

One minute one minute

Aww come on sis

Chorus:

Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Shugah Shorty why you backin up got a nigga out here iggy actin up

You kept walking shugah, yo I started catchin up

Peeping game now I'm the nigga that you smashin up

Prince Poetry:

Damn sis, you lookin kinda, extra

Diggin your cat strut and your beautiful cocoa carribean texture

Savin all the small talk lecture, for chump light

You know deep inside I wanna sex you like no other

Chasin you down Jamaica Ave

A ghetto dope Cleopatra, nigga shorty was bad

First she was iggin me son, sliding up in strawberries

Suckin down a sugar cone with nuts, sprinkles and cherries

Excuse me miss, but-uhh pecan

Can I get a lick?

I be the Prince Po, the rebirth of slick

So its cool like that

Me and you can make it all that, four flat

Into this elevator exotic world with the tall black

Ghetto dope Don Juan ready to see reflections in Amazon rivers with ya blue

watters

Matchin straw hat, see the picture

Love it but it ain't perfect

We can exchange this data and later respectfully work it

Wheew!

I'm nothin but a space aged freak who wanna beam you up later this week

So baby whats the word

Shugah Shorty why you backin up, got a nigga out here iggy actin up

Pharoahe Monch:

Damn, it's like

uhh,uhh, a feeling that I get inside

Hard