Kid Rock - Sugar Lyrics

Writer(s) : DREW, DAVID L./SMITH, TREVOR/JOHNSON, C
Artist: Kid Rock Lyrics
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Album: Track 6 on Rock N Roll Jesus
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Hard to remember if anything was real
Cold like December and I don't like how that feels
I've been livin' a long time, I've been givin' a long time too
And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you

But time has brought me back around
Back around to me, and I feel so free, yeah

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight

Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis
I got lots of cash but I'm not Jewish
I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed
And I **** hot ***** until it's cold

Got rhymes of gold, got a voice of platinum
I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happenin'
I'm back in black and if you have to ask
You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ***

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight

Hot like a Toti, smooth like Mondovi
Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby
Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy
And that's why they call me Cowboy

No Jive, I come alive like Frampton
I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons
Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best
But I ain't met a ************ who can do that yet

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight

Hey
Give it to me

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight, sugar tonight

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Who, who, who, who
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight
Who, who, who, who

They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hottie's
Jock the John Gotti's, sock the paparazzi
Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee
I like stars and bars but I ain't no Nazi

So I?ll **** you, **** you in the nose
**** you and your flows, **** you and your hoes
**** you and your mother if you can't understand it
I'm the illest ************ on the goddamn planet


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