Sugar Free (BigRoom Version) - T-ara

My sugar is gone, I'm lonely everyday Oh Oh-oh, woah, woah Hey, ayy, ayy Oh, sugar I'm sugar-free In the night I'm sugar-free In the day My sweet honey had to go away For a little while And when my candy's not here with me I'm a helpless child, yeah I'm sugar-free (oh) In the night (so lonely, so lonely) I'm sugar-free (hey, yeah) In the day (so lonely) I know he loves me, I know he cares 'Cause he's all mine And soon he'll be knocking at my door Things will be alright, yeah I'm sugar free (oh, oh) In the night (so lonely, so lonely) I'm sugar free (hey, yeah, yeah) In the day (so lonely, oh sugar) I'm sugar free (oh my sugar's gone, he's gone away) In the night (miss him every night and everyday, everyday) I'm sugar free (oh my sugar's gone, he's gone away) In the day (miss him every night, everyday) Everyday, yeah Oh, oh Oh, sugar Sugar's gone away from me, oh My sugar is gone, I miss him everyday Oh, oh So lonely, babe Oh, oh, oh So lonely, oh sugar I'm sugar free (yeah) In the night (so lonely, yeah) I'm sugar free (oh, oh) In the day (so lonely, oh sugar) I'm sugar free (oh, my sugar's gone, he's gone away) In the night (miss him every night and everyday, everyday) I'm sugar free (oh my sugar's gone, he's gone away) In the day (miss him every night and everyday, everyday) I'm sugar free (yeah, oh, my sugar's gone, he's gone away) In the night (miss him every night and everyday)

Chapter five Bigroom blitz International bitch It's, it's the bigroom blitz Turn it up Shotta got the plan, man Always like a Grand Slam Big shot, hole in one Shotalot is on the run Crack of the whip, snap attack Bars so tight front to back I reach my fate at the gates God says Shotta you was great When I'm shopping And my bad filled with options So don't ask what it cost I'm in a Maserati coupe Goin' so fast that I lost 'em And my bitch got so much swag That these bad bitches on us Ah, killin' y'all, pow Bigroom blitz It's, it's the bigroom blitz Bring the noise I jack them hoes, direct them hoes Take 'em home and let them hoes Go live out their fantasies They're popping pills, I'm rolling weed Even got a couple bad bitches overseas Shotta got the slo-mo You can call it pro flow Every shot a straight flush Shotalot is in a rush Back on the floor, lyrical madness On the mic, Jack the cactus Reach my fate at the gates God says Shotta you was great Shotta got the chicks It's, it's the bigroom blitz Hee-haa Yeah Nobody's hotter than Shotta Thank you