Ed Raso - How Many Licks lyrics

[Sisqo] Hold up So what you're saying is, oh (n***as got me pissed like Lil' Kim) You want to get freaky again, aight A-ooh-ah-ooh Oh, oh, oh, oh [Lil' Kim] I've been a lot of places, seen a lot of faces Ah hell I even f** with different races A white dude - his name was John He had a Queen Bee Rules tattoo on his arm, uh 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 n***a from down south Used to like me to spank him and cum in his mouth And Tony he was Italian (Uh-huh) And he didn't give a f** (Uh-huh) That's what I liked about him He ate my p**y 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 s**ing me off on the weekend And this black dude I called King Kong He had a big a** dick and a hurricane tongue [Hook: Sisqo] So, how many licks does it take till you get to the center of the? (Cause I've got to know) How many licks does it take till you get to the center of the? (Tell me) How many licks does it take till you get to the center of the? (Oh, oh) How many licks does it take till you get to the center of the? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) [Lil' Kim] This verse goes out to my n***as in jail Beatin they dicks to the double-X-L; Magazine (uhh) 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 {*Moans*} Baby.. ohh.. yes ohh! Jailer.. open up.. cell, block, eight {*s**ual sounds*} Alright n***a, that's enough 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 n***as do anything for a Lil' Kim poster Eses, Bloods, Crips, all the thugs Up North in the hole, they all wanna know [Hook: Sisqo] [Lil' Kim] If you drivin in the street, hold on to your seat n***as, grab your meat while I ride the beat And if you see a shiny black Lamborghini fly by ya (Shoom!) 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 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 f** Some n***as even put me on their grocery lists Right next to the whip cream and box of chocolates Designer p**y, my sh** come in flavors High-cla** taste n***as got to spend paper Lick it right the first time or you gotta do it over Like it's rehearsal for a Tootsie commercial [Hook: Sisqo]