Wynter Gordon :
My lips like sugar (My lips like sugar)
This candy got you [bad word] (This candy got you [bad word] 
So call me your sugar (So call me your sugar )
You love you some (You love you some)

I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn
Sugar

Flo Rida :
Hey, I’ve got a mouth full of cavities.
Sweet tooth, full of mama, like sugar to me.
So my love with the lips, put a bug in the ear tone.
Shawty gotta kiss, it’s an emergency.
Spit [bad word] for the taste, addicted to her gloss.
Won’t smile this way, baby [bad word] it off.
Put my tongue in your face
little mistletoe, sippin’ Gram I A.
I’m a fan all day.

Do me that favor, cuz I like your flavor.
My manage behavior I’m into your major.
Sweeter so flavor, that’s good for this player.
My hood, now and later, throw back like a pager.
Pretty much, you’re givin’ me a [bad word] 
Lil mama, give me high blood pressure when you blush.
Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch
Shawty that’s what’s up.

Wynter Gordon :
My lips like sugar (My lips like sugar)
This candy got you [bad word] (This candy got you [bad word] 
So call me your sugar (So call me your sugar )
You love you some (You love you some)

I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn
Sugar

Flo Rida :
Hey, Shawty would you mind, cuz I want me some.
Now and later, I don’t wanna have to wait, you the one.
Yap yap your vision. So, so delicious.
Can’t help my interest, candy addiction.
Wanna peace, to a piece gotta get a piece.
I don’t know a piece, Give me all your sweets.
Bottom and top lip, bout to have a sugar feast.
Level with our trip, I’m a lip bitin’ beast.

Man for them things, all 42 teeth.
Squeeze the sugar cane on your mouth, must beat.
Ain’t your mama slirp, stickin’, usin’ my tree.
Like taffy but classy, get at me.
I’m flyly Let you know I wanna kiss.
But your lips, they’ll do me fine.
Now baby don’t trip with the juicy kind.
Get, get on the grip
Girl you ain’t lyin’.

Wynter Gordon :
My lips like sugar (My lips like sugar)
This candy got you [bad word] (This candy got you [bad word] 
So call me your sugar (So call me your sugar )
You love you some (You love you some)

I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn
Sugar

Flo Rida :
You like my sugar, my sugar.
You so sweet, so sweet.
Like my candy, my candy
You so sweet, so sweet.
I got a good appetite with you on me, on me.
I’ll wrap you out of them clothes.
You my treat, my treat

Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy
And tonight I’m gonna get me some, get me some
Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy
And tonight I’m gonna get me some, get me some
sugar

Wynter Gordon :
My lips like sugar (My lips like sugar)
This candy got you [bad word] (This candy got you [bad word] 
So call me your sugar (So call me your sugar )
You love you some (You love you some)

I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet like
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn da ba dee da ba
I’m sweet lïke
Dum da ba dee da ba dyn
Sugar