Sugar Honey Iced Tea

Shit Shit [Verse 1][Tak] Yeah. They say we made it but don't mix Grenade pin banging Sammy Davis with no chips Skully put the city in a slump. Jump Turn around, let me see the gritty giddy up R'all with the ball, we change the game really In my Style from Beyond, you lames can’t hang with me When they throw it on makes you wanna fight in public 'Til they all start falling down like Michael Douglas [Ryu] Yeah, wifey loves it Look at her head sway Snapping that neck back, she calling me sensei Rock Bangkok caught a plane to Brisbane All around the world I was laying my pimp game Throwing FM up, Crown in a red cup Put a few back watch you and your friend fuck 5' 10" with a slim frame and nice D's The OG, oo-ee, sugar honey iced tea [Hook] Yeah, yeah, sugar honey iced tea She makes me say, sugar honey iced tea And I ain’t saying she a tramp, but she might be Out of your league yo, sugar honey iced tea Uh, come on, sugar honey iced tea She probably ain’t a day over nineteen Watch how the hips sway in her tight jeans She makes me say, sugar honey iced tea [Verse 2][Ryu] Yo, break your back. Breathe and stop 'Til your jeans rip and you feel a breeze on your crotch Shake 'til you 'bout to faint and see spots Dance floor like you in the Philippines, hot Know what I mean, the machine is greasy So the hits keep coming like my team in three-peat Freshly dipped, who the tits we might be The codename for shit, sugar honey iced tea [Tak] So that’s what it is yo, spinning my light speed The sugar honey ice tea, clubbing the 19 Body pack the punch getting drunk and touchy With the long curly hair tucked up in the scrunchy Yes, yes, keep checking and you’ll find me Tappin' on the B'berry 7290 Step in the square, hands waving everywhere But the chance of me and you girl would never be fair [Hook] [Verse 3][Ryu] Hold up, let’s get a bottle of gold You know the Warner Brother tab going outta control Thought you had to go to church, now you climbing the pole Like she working for dough, she dunno that I’m broke See the diamonds on my neck from my dog Shinod' But you gotta hard hat like you mining for coal So, fall back, put the bottle of Cris' down I’ve had about enough. Shit. Kick this bitch out [Tak] Not this one man, she's kicking it with me Slap the little access sticker on the jeans Bring your twin fly to the main event Turn a whole group of nines to a basic ten And then, take a sip, take a jingle and spit Chewing on my ears speaking freaky lan-gu-ages Now her hands in my pocket, where the money might be Nice try sweetie pie, sugar honey iced tea [Hook] Sugar honey iced tea Sugar honey iced tea Sugar honey iced tea Sugar honey iced tea Sugar honey iced tea