I 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 scremain "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
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 aint 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 aint 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 G`s nigga if you leave me alone, screamin`
Chorus
The moral of the story is this
You aint lickin` this, you aint stickin` this
And I got witnesses, ask any nigga I been with
They aint hit shit till they stuck they tongue in this
I aint 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 aint gonna front
For limp dick niggas, that`s frontin` like they willy
Suck my pussy till they kill me, you feel me?
Chorus
