Got juicer mind, and a powerful thirst Gotta sweet tooth in my mouth Pass the suger, pass the molasses We got to work all this out, y'all You could burn your buns, you can slip and slide Eat your fruit to boot, you goin' drink your 'rade but Get out the skillet and pass it all, baby You know what I mean Quin-seven born but four survived Spent hours workin' hard on the line But the toil and trouble and the cut and burn Can make a joke of your new flat tire So you write a book, go cut your hair Get on a box, say what you think Now I'm sick and tired of this talkin' talk About the nasty food that stinks Yeah, look out Chatterbox comin' through Later now when you trying to sleep I'm a go and get ya like the [不明] creep You can try to change the plan Change your car Stupid, try to change the sauce It don't matter That dude is still just a chatterbox That's right Chatterbox I said I'm number one Yeah, tons of fun Gotta sweet tooth in my mouth Pass the suger, pass the pepsident We got to rinse all this stuff out Baby, got to have something good in your mouth if you want to smell good at night So come over here and say something sweet, all right