Hot Sugar - Tamar Braxton

Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it

Ladies, just so you know
Don’t leave the house with a little kiss when your man, man got a big ego
Frontin' on the cake, no play like, I, I, I, I gots to go
Cut it out, give your man, what he dream about
T-shirt and some heels on while he chase you all around the house
I get it real bad, drop it low and bring it back
Oh he ain’t gotta ask ’cause I do it for my man
Wind it up slow, put him on the front row
Tell him welcome to the show, yeah I do that for my man

He want that hot sugar, sugar
He wanna piece of something sweet all night
He want that good to last drop like mine
He want that sugar He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
He want that hot sugar, sugar I’ll be his sweet lil’ mama all the time
And we can do it now or later, that’s fine
He want that sugar He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it


He said I’m sexy right
I told him close his eyes
I lit a candle in the room, that was the only light
I turned the speakers up,
I told him he can look
She got that in the oven, that sugar tastes so good
Ain’t nothing wrong with a little lovin lovin, long as ya make it sweet
Got that good that always bring my baby to his knees
Never let him leave out hungry, what, he got that fever
Never let him leave out hungry, what, you gots to

He want that hot sugar, sugar
He wanna piece of something sweet all night
He want that good to last drop like mine
He want that sugar He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
He want that hot sugar, sugar I’ll be his sweet lil’ mama all the time
And we can do it now or later, that’s fine
He want that sugar
He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it

Heat it up, make it stop, be a sugar fiend
Watch me heat it up, sugar rush, can you make it stick
Watch me heat it up, make it stop, be a sugar fiend
Watch me heat it up, sugar rush, can you make it stick

He want that hot sugar, sugar
He wanna piece of something sweet all night
He want that good to last choc by night
He want that sugar
He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
He want that hot sugar, sugar I’ll be a sweet lil’ mama all the time
And we can do it now or later, that’s fine
He want that sugar
He want that sugar
He want that sugar, sugar
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it