My Baby Likes My Butter On Her Gritz
You know my baby likes my butter in her grits.
She can’t get enough of my jam.
And when my baby lookin' for double trouble,
She know damn well where I am.
My baby likes my frosting on her cake.
I put the caffeine back in her beans.
And when my baby lookin' like double trouble,
I know just what she need.
Life is one big barbeque, baby,
I’m what you’re having for dinner.
Consider me the sauce on your fondue baby,
she’s my oven and I put it in her.
I am her dinner, I put it in her.
Butter grits.
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