Texty písní Louis Armstrong

Louis Armstrong

Sugar

Hard to remember if anything was real

Cold like December and I don't like how that feels

I been livin' a long time

I 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 gots lots of cash

But I'm not Jewish

I'm not no nudist

I'm fully clothed

And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold

Got rhymes of gold Got a voice of platinum

I'm not Dwayne Wayne

But that's what's happening

I'm back in black and if ya have to ask

You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass

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 mutha fucka 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

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight

Whoo woo

Whoo woo

Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight

Whoo woo

Whoo woo

They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties

Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzi

Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee

I like stars and bars but I ain't no Nazi

So fuck you, fuck u in the nose

Fuck you and your flows, fuck you and your hoes

Fuck u and your mother if u can't understand it

I'm the illest mutha fucker on the God damn planet

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