How Many Licks

Hold up

So what you're sayin' is

You want to get freaky again, a'ight

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I've 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

He 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

How many licks does it take till you get

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This verse goes out to my niggas in jail

Beatin' they dicks to the double XL

Magazine, you like how I look in the aqua green

Get your Vaseline

Roll some weed with some tissue and close your eyes

And imagine your tongue in between my thighs

Baby, open up cell Block 8

Alright, nigga that's enough

Stop, look and listen, get back to your position

Kim got your dick hard, start fights in the yard

I'm 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 you

That's me the Night Rider

Dressed in all black with the gat in the lap

Lunatics in the street, gotta keep the heat

60 on the bezel, a hundred on the rings

Sittin' pretty baby with a Cash Money bling

12 a.m., I'm on the way to club

After three bottles I'll be ready to fuck

Some niggss even put me on their grocery lists

Right next to the whip cream and box of chocolates

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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