Junior M.A.F.I.A. - We Don't Need It lyrics

[Ceas] Yea-uh, f** that, yo, I want some p**y tonight I think I wanna f** my b**h Goldie and sh** Only because she got some money for me and sh** I think about f**in her And go f** my other b**h that live in f**in big houses I don't know what the f** I'm gonna do, but check it How you spell cash? C's and some hash At last, a n***a kickin game full blast How you want it, diamonds or dime-elles Jansport bookbags and bags from Chanel And seebeeaki, smellin up my Kawasaki Jawns by Versace all them joints by Jockey Clock me workin real hard for a nickel He drive a tricycle and his pants too little And his shoes too little Won't you get with the clique with the big a** dicks That make sure your kicks fit The real sh**, true, balla pack steel sh** The n***a with, the movie and the mill sh** Ma** appeal get me in the clubs for free So all you got to do for me is just Make your way to my king sized bed And lie on my pillows and my Gucci bed spread Keep your p**y, I got other plans instead Just gimme some head, gimme some head Chorus: Ceas: If you ain't s**in no dick we don't need it, we don't need it Kim: If you ain't lickin no clits, we don't want it, we don't want it Ceas: If you ain't drinkin no nut, we don't need it, we don't need it Kim: If you ain't lickin no bu*ts, we don't want it, we don't want it [Lil' Kim] Some b**hes do and some b**hes don't Ride a dick til he bust-sh** I know I won't n***as cum too fast for me A waste of a good dick if you ask me I like a n***a like to put his back in it If it's a weave f** around and pull a track in it All I get, few strokes that's it This bomb a** sh**'s got your cigarettes lit Who me, forced to use plan B, masturbate, play with the p**y This n***a here bust off snorin He straight, I knew this date would be borin I wanna wake him up to do his duty n***a use that tongue, click the booty, click the booty You wanna steal the p**y like a thief Now kiss the lips without the teeth So I could bust a nut or two come clean like Jeru Goodnight to you too boo Chorus [Cease] Nine out of ten women, want to spit, on the skin of Blake Carrington But I need much more to get raw, dick to jaw, dick to jaw You drinkin' babies, don't wanna hear baby stictly (yes boo) Well if he cum up on your chest slow If not then your not down with me Little Ceasar, Del Vec, Klept, or B.I.G Capone, Nino, or Bugsy Don't ask Kim for a date, she want her p**y ate Chorus