Music Service


1997 - Rap
# Debut Chart
3 Jul '97 R&B
6 Jul '97 Hot 100


Know a dude named Jimmy used to run up in me Night time pissy drunk off the henny rimmy 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 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, hoe hop Raw top in my mans drop Then this homey 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 Cold suckin' his dick, rockin' tha mike 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

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Chorus: 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 and Avenue U Had a weedspot, used to pump African black He used to, seal his bag so his workers wouldn't cap 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 his 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 plat The only way you seein me is if you eatin' me Downtown taste my love like Horace Brown Tryin' to impress me with your five G stones I give you ten Gs nigga if you leave me alone, screamin' [CHORUS] 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? [repeat CHORUS]


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