Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not Tonight, artist - Lil' Kim.
Date of issue: 29.06.1997
Song language: English
Not Tonight |
I know a dude named Jimmy used to run up in me |
Night time pissy drunk off the Henny and Rémy |
I didn’t mind it, when he fucked me from behind it |
Felt fine, 'specially when he used to grind it |
He was a trick when I sucked his dick |
He used to, pass me bricks, credit cards and shit |
Suck him to sleep, I took the keys to the Jeep |
Tell him, «I'll be back,» go fuck with some other cats |
Flirtin', gettin' numbers, in the summer, ho hop |
Raw top in my man’s drop |
Then this homie Jimmy, he’s screamin', «Gimme» |
Lay me on my back, bustin' nuts all in me |
After ten times we fucked, I think I bust twice |
He was nice, kept my neck filled with ice |
Put me in Chanels, kept me out nice |
Called suckin' his dick, «rockin' the mic» |
It was somethin' about this dude I couldn’t stand |
Somethin' that coulda made his ass a real man |
Somethin' I wanted, but I never was pushy |
The motherfucker never ate my pussy |
I don’t want dick tonight |
Eat my pussy right |
Uh, uh, uh, uh Lil' Kim, Lil' Kim, bring it to me now |
I know a dude named Ron Doo push a Q |
Had a wild crew on Flatbush & Avenue U |
Had a weed spot, used to pump African black |
He used to, seal his bag so his workers wouldn’t tap |
I used to see him, in The Tunnel, with fuckers at dawn |
Whisper in my ear he wanna get his fuck on |
I dug him, so I fucked him, it wasn’t nuttin' |
He wanted me to suck him, but I didn’t, I ain’t frontin' |
The sex was wack, a four-stroke creep |
I jumped on the dick, rode his ass to sleep |
He called next week, askin' why I ain’t beep him |
«I thought your ass was still sleepin'» |
He laughed, told me he bought a new Path |
Could he come over right fast and fuck my pretty ass? |
«I'll pass, nigga, the dick was trash |
If sex was record sales you would be double glass |
The only way you seein' me is if you eatin' me |
Downtown, taste my love like Horace Brown |
Tryin' to impress me with your 5 G stones |
I give you 10 G’s, nigga, if ya leave me alone,» screamin' |
I don’t want dick tonight |
Eat my pussy right |
I don’t want dick tonight |
Eat my pussy right |
The moral of the story is this: |
You ain’t lickin' this, you ain’t stickin' this |
And I got witnesses, ask any nigga I been with |
They ain’t hit shit till they stuck they tongue in this |
I ain’t with that frontin' shit |
I got my own Benz, I got my own ends, immediate friends |
Me and my girls rock worlds, some big niggas |
Fuck for car keys, and double-digit figures |
Good dick I cherish, I could be blunt |
I treat it like it’s precious, I ain’t gonna front |
For limp-dick niggas, that’s frontin' like they willy |
Suck my pussy till they kill me, you feel me? |
I don’t want dick tonight |
Eat my pussy right |
I don’t want dick tonight |
Eat my pussy right |
I don’t want dick tonight |