(Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Where's that cat? Here kitty, kitty, kitty)
Intro/Chorus:
Honey, um, yes, um
take me to the crib and get naughty, um
*repeat*
Verse 1: Treach
Are those bullets in ya bra or are your nipples glad to see me
Been wishin since I'm three now I'm finally seeing a genie
Open that kitty, pretty, let me write it in graffitti
Ya name sunshine, baby, been known by the glow in your panties, sweetie
Your poonany is screaming 'Feed me' so please me, uh
Free me, don't tease me, touch your toes and kiss your knees, ease
up in it, not minutes try sections of half 'n' hours
We'll be on every end of your house like it was ours
And you ain't gotta suggest respect sunshine, can't get less
I'll affect every part that your man neglects
I've been observing how your curving
Campaigning for a serving now see, I got that pretty kitty purring
Chorus
Hook:
One time with the sunshine
Sunshine, one time with the sun
One time with the sunshine
Sunshine, one time in the city
Verse 2: Treach
Are you in the easy cat or kitty category? What's the story?
You got two pairs of lips which shall I pick to make you wiggle for me?
Adore me, don't let that cat catch your tongue
One time wit sunshine and that snatch could catch you strung
Don't wanna wish to hear you sing, wanna know I heard ya sung
Here's one free vote for C notes and loose tongues
I'm here, you knock em off but you start with your boots on
A party wit the body, lordy, where only two comes
And the truth is smoked boots is the proof
Once tight socks stretched loose and condoms on the roof
Hittin steep and ain't complete til the kitten sleeps
between the sheets, now our Naughty emblem is written deep
Chorus
Hook:
One time with the sunshine
Sunshine, one time with the sun
One time with the sunshine
Verse 3: Treach
Lady, I crazy and underrated, can't be test of faded
Blowing up the spot like that ass just detonated
Spouting out sperm, not spaded out, wit my worm I waited
The hotty hair was knotty, a perm and she mighta made it
plus she had a shitty attitude so no alarm
On a scale o' one ta damn she was a yawn
Darn, wit most it ain't no speaking after freaking
a number one, more weekend in between meetings
But sunshine was pretty as Puerto Ricans, so that thought went down wit the
sunset