Lyrics Lil' Kim – How Many Licks?

Hold up
So what you're saying is
You wanna get freaky again? Aight
Ah-ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I've been a lot of places, seen a lot of faces
Ah hell, I even fu*k 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, or the farm
Dan, my n**** from Down South
Used to like me to spank him and cum in his mouth
And Tony, he was Italian
And he ain't give a fu*k, that's what I liked about him
He ate my pussy from dark 'til the morning
Called his girl up and told her we was boning
Puerto Rican papi, used to be a deacon
But now he be sucking me off on the weekend
And this black dude I called King Kong
He had a big ass dick and a hurricane tongue

So, how many licks does it take 'til you to get the center of the?
'Cause I got to know
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Tell me
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh, oh

This verse goes out to my n***** in jail
Beating they dicks to the XXL magazine
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
Alright, n****, that's enough
Stop, look and listen, get back to your position
Kim got your dick hard, starting fights in the yard
Hotter than a Pop-Tart fresh out of the toaster
N***** do anything for a Lil' Kim poster
Eses, Bloods, Crips, all the thugs up north in the hole
They all want to know

How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Tell me, ha
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Tell me, yeah
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh, oh

If you driving in the street, hold on to your seat
N*****, grab your meat while I ride the beat
And if you see a shiny black Lamborghini fly by ya
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
Sitting pretty, baby, with a cash money bling
12 AM, I'm on my way to the club
After three bottles, I'll be ready to fu*k
Some n***** even put me on their grocery lists
Right next to the whip cream and box of chocolates
Designer pussy, my shit come in flavors
High-class taste, n***** got to spend paper
Lick it right the first time or you gotta do it over
Like it's rehearsal for a Tootsie commercial

How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Feel the drive, darling
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Tell me
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh, oh

How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Tell me
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Let me know, let me know
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh
How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?
Oh, oh, oh

How many licks does it take 'til you get to the center of the?