 Come my lady, come, come my lady, you're my butterfly, sugar baby. Come my lady, come, come my lady, you're my butterfly, sugar baby. It's a sexy, sexy, pretty little thing. This neighborhood shit got me sprung with your tongue ring. And I ain't gonna lie, cause you're loving me. Do you guys remember this song? There's nothing that I won't try. Some of you do. Time is passing, I'm asking, could this be real? Cause I can't sleep, I can't hold still. Nah, you're dancing, I see it. You got sex appeal, I can feel.