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 f**ed me from behind it
Felt fine, 'specially when he used to grind it
He was a trick when I s**ed his dick
He used to, pa** me bricks, credit cards and sh**
s** him to sleep, I took the keys to the Jeep
Tell him, "I'll be back," go f** 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 f**ed, I think I bust twice
He was nice, kept my neck filled with ice
Put me in Chanels, kept me out nice
Called s**in' his dick, "rockin' tha mic"
It was somethin' about this dude I couldn't stand
Somethin' that coulda made his a** a real man
Somethin' I wanted, but I never was pushy
The motherf**er never ate my p**y
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I don't want dick tonight
Eat my p**y 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 f**ers at dawn
Whisper in my ear he wanna get his f** on
I dug him, so I f**ed him, it wasn't nuttin'
He wanted me to s** him, but I didn't, I ain't frontin'
The s** was wack, a four-stroke creep
I jumped on the dick, rode his a** to sleep
He called next week, askin' why I ain't beep him
"I thought your a** was still sleepin'"
He laughed, told me he bought a new Path
Could he come over right fast and f** my pretty a**?
"I'll pa**, n***a, the dick was trash
If s** was record sales you would be double gla**
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, n***a, if ya leave me alone," screamin':
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The moral of the story is this:
You ain't lickin' this, you ain't stickin' this
And I got witnesses, ask any n***a I been with
They ain't hit sh** till they stuck they tongue in this
I ain't with that frontin' sh**
I got my own Benz, I got my own ends, immediate friends
Me and my girls rock worlds, some big n***as
f** 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 n***as, that's frontin' like they willy
s** my p**y till they k** me, you feel me?
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