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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kirby Dockery
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirby Dockery
Songwriter
Homer Steinweiss
Songwriter
Joseph Harrison
Songwriter
Paul Spring
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Feel like I just hit the lotto, ooh
Dressed cleaner than a Sunday
I'm goody good like gelato
Mean like a Caddy with the roof off
He told me, "Be quiet, baby, be cool"
Bae make me feel like sativa, I call him high school
And I'm bad, bad, and yellow bone
Taste better when it's homemade and grown
[Verse 2]
Ah, babe
My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid
I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter, and you know it
Say, ah, babe
My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid
You know you can't buy this at the corner store
[Verse 3]
Hey-ooh, hey-ooh, hey-ooh, hey, yeah
[Verse 4]
Ooh, baby
Love how you puttin' in work like it's your day job
Ooh, babe
Them thotty thotties be dirty, I'm Aquafina
Ooh, baby
I got the flavor, the peach, like I'm from Georgia
New hair, new braids
Nina Simone and a touch of 'Yonce
[Verse 5]
Now, ah, babe
My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid
I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter, and you know it
Say, ah, babe
My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid
You know you can't buy this at the corner store
Written by: Homer Steinweiss, Joseph Harrison, Kirby Dockery, Paul Spring