Kool Cal Pachino - Sugar Shack Lyrics

The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
Parking lot filled cars down the side of the road something ill
Folk steady pulling up like it's a concert to Dru Hill
Lit for real marijuana smell in the air blunt guts everywhere
Thunder guards on deck
Making sure everything str8 the after the after party way
Cause for most it's been a day
Plus they been waiting all week
Just to get loose release the inner freak
She coming down the street something sweet
Heels clicking it's a click of three Doe Rae Mi
Believe you me every bit of four a.m peep
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
Dance floor thick Cherokee D' ass
Whatever you want to sip over in the stash
Everywhere you turn beautiful bad voluptuous
Every few steps one stumbling shoulder to shoulder
Burnt ganja spilled drinks on the
Eye contact with honor Dussea, Corona
Heineken, Hennessy lovely scents of drama
Full moon ponders envy from unknown enemies
Gorgeous in the shadows hour glass model battles
The SugarShack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
DJ giving you them hits sweat building between tits
She swaying her hips smacking her lips
Pancake and sausage aroma in the wind
Tunnel vision setting in damn near five a.m
A grand rising what you call a perfect alignment
Each moment is timeless crew bonding
Exchanging of numbers devilish wonders
Something about her figure is calming
Head on a swivel fellas with fresh cuts, bevel
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat
The Sugar Shack where shawty's phat
Brothers go hard to tame the puddy cat