{Chorus]

Yeah

I love how you scented

I can't even finish my woah, yeah

Your candy apple lipstick

I love your Hersey kisses, I really do baby

And the way your hair twisted

It remind me of licorice, yeah yeah

And your eyebrows poppin

Girl you bubbalicious, bubbalicious

[First Verse]

Yeah you my sweet-tart, my sweetheart

Let’s engrave our names in a tree bark

A knock out of the ballpark a grand slam

I feel like 100 a hundred grand when we hold hands

And I love you, when you wake up with bed head

Even when you on warpath like war heads

Even when you say I’m acting like an Airhead

You can’t help it but to chuckle at my dumbass

Yea cause you a smarty shawty

You a hot tamale

You a hotty toddy

Far from a thottie

But shake that laffy taffy

Be my sugar momma, I’ll be your sugar daddy yeaaa

Ima have cavities if I keep it up

Gotta sweet tooth but it ain’t sweet enough

So my dentist told me don’t forget to brush

But I can’t help a sugar rush from my candy crush

[Chorus]

I love how you scented

I can't even finish my woah, yeah

Your candy apple lipstick

I love your Hersey kisses, I really do baby

And the way your hair twisted

It remind me of licorice, yeah yeah

And your eyebrows poppin

Girl you bubbalicious, bubbalicious

[Second Verse]

Build me up like buttercups or butterscotch

You in love with my charm like a blow pop

Plus you take me as I am, Mary J Blige

It don’t matter Ima squarepants, Spongebob

We a double trouble, double bubble couple

Stay to ourselves no peanut gallery brittle

Ain’t gotta say a Peep to each other marshmallow

We get caught up looking at each other’s Carmellos

Cause when I’m with you I feel like I’m at Woodstock

I don’t need this Mary Jane in a ziplock

You push me on all cylinders, Zaire pop

So before Im out of tic tacs or tick tocks

I can’t wait to pop the question like pop rocks

I can’t wait to make your heart sink, gum drops

Give my eye candy, rock candy ring pop

To give your jelly belly a baby bottle pop

[Chorus]

I love how you scented

I can't even finish my woah, yeah

Your candy apple lipstick

I love your Hersey kisses, I really do baby

And the way your hair twisted

It remind me of licorice, yeah yeah

And your eyebrows poppin

Girl you bubbalicious, bubbalicious

Ugh, ugh, yeah, oh

Girl you bubbalicious, bubbalic...

Bubbalicious, ...licious

Bubbalicious, bubbalicious