Sugar & Rice

(Damn, Nvbeel)
Ooh-ooh, ayy (ooh, damn, that's hard)
Ooh-ooh, ayy

I'ma keep it gangsta
Salutations, gotta thank ya (sweet like sugar and rice)
She know I'm rotten
Told her friend invite me, I got options
Murakami wallet in her pocket
Just a young nigga turned big dawg
Look, I got 'em mad, I got 'em pissed off
She back it up on cock like a pistol
How we fall out like baby teeth?
We was drop-top, now you're shadin' me
I was Will Smith, you was Jada P

I don't know why you want to complicate things
Started off loving me and ended up hating me

How that go?
Wait, what you mean?
Ayy, how that go?
Wait, what you mean?
Ayy

I was in the VIP and I was thinkin' 'bout you (I think I won't)
Seen a Meagan Good, now I'm not thinkin' 'bout you (I think I won't)
When I shoot my shot, I dunk like Iguodala
Damn, I'm still thinkin' 'bout you
Shawty feelin' herself
Denzel in Glory, I'm that nigga myself
Beat the pussy up, I told her, "Give me my belt"
Automatic start the car, wanna hear the motor
I'm lyin' to myself, I'm comin' over
Lil' nigga, you'll understand when you're older
Baby, where ya at? Baby, where ya at?
I ain't feelin' this, know you feelin' that

I don't know why you want to complicate things
Started off loving me and ended up hating me

How that go?
Wait, what you mean?
Ayy, how that go?
Wait, what you mean?
Ayy (I think I love her)