| If you want it you can lick from the front
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| If you want it. |
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| I like your stockings, stretch socks even your Reeboks
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| Thug you out, take you on tour, learn all the weed spots
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| We can sip wine, bump and grind on the slow-mo
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| But on the d-low I heard your man was a homo
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| We can combine just like two five and DoLo
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| Tell me where to put it like solo
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| Meet me at 702 I like your steelo
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| Now boo face it, you’re bangin’to your ankle bracelet
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| I went against the grain when I said I’d never taste it You work all day come home ready for foreplay
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| Your favourite dish, harmony grits and fish saute
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| You love a thug boo, highly impressed by my tattoo
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| Slim cut, walk with a strut keepin’it natural
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| Your physical frame is like a Jada Pinkett
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| I like to hear you moan, spank it grab your X and O anklet
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| Freak off
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| hook: If you want it you can lick from the front
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| If you want it If you want it you can lick from the front
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| Sick and tired of your wannabe thug he got you heated
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| Knowin’that you need it but he’s still afraid to eat it Friday night you tell him that you out with the girls
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| But you’re honin’in my world gettin’bent till you hurl
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| I got the fireplace, bearskin rug so kick your feet out
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| Hit me on a hit bay hundred I got the weed out
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| Hydro keep it on low now bust the weed out
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| Slide off the DKNY’s so I can eat out
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| Jump inside a jet black 5 or watch you speed out
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| Adrenaline got you open like a stack of Benjamin’s
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| Then back to the Ben agains to eatin’pasta with Dominicans
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| Eat it up
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| (hook)
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| Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
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| Live niggas in the back say just a little
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| Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
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| Live niggas in the back, shake just a little. |
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