Karaoké How Many Licks? Lil' Kim & Sisqó

Hold up

So what you're sayin' is

You wanna get freaky again

Aight

Ah ooh ah ooh ah

Oh uh

I been a lot of places

Seen a lot of faces

Ah hell I even fucked with different races

A white dude

His name was John

He had a Queen Bee Rules tattoo on his arm

He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom

And he'd buy me a horse a Porsche and a farm

Dan my nigga from down south used to like me to spank him and cum in his mouth

And Tony he was Italian

He didn't give a fuck that's what I liked about him

He ate my pussy from dark 'till the mornin'

Called his girl up and told her we was bonin'

Puerto Rican papi used to be a Deacon but now he be suckin' me off on the weekend

And this black dude

I called King Kong

He had a big ass dick and a hurricane tongue

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This verse goes out to my niggas in jail

Beatin' they dicks to the double-X-L magazine

You like how I look in the aqua green

Get your Vaseline

Roll some weed with some tissue and close your eyes then imagine your tongue in between my thighs

Jailer

Open up cell block eight

Stop, look and listen

Get back to your position

Kim got your dick hard

Startin' fights in the yard

Hotter than a Pop Tart fresh out of the toaster

Niggas do anything for a Lil' Kim poster

Eses, Bloods

Crips, all the thugs

Up North in the hole

They all wanna know

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If you drivin' in the street hold on to your seat

Niggas grab your meat while I ride the beat

And if you see a shiny black

Lamborghini fly by ya that's me the Knight Rider

Dressed in all black with the gat in the lap

Lunatics in the street

Gotta keep the heat

Sixty on the bezel

A hunnid on the rings

Sittin' pretty baby with a Cash Money bling

Twelve A.M.

I'm on the way to the club

After three bottles

I'll be ready to fuck

Some niggas even put me on their grocery list

Right next to the whip cream and box of chocolate

Designer pussy

My shit come in flavors

High-class taste

Niggas got to spend paper

Lick it right the first time or you gotta do it over

Like it's rehearsal for a Tootsie commercial

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