You know you really wanna, wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips lie Kiss on my, all over my All the boys they get cake when they taste my You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky, leaky, yum, yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my Feel eyes on me everywhere I go Like a little boy up in the candy store C-c-craving to get your hands on Give it up before mama says no I'ma let you get a little closer Even though I ain't supposed to I like it stronger and stronger I'm a little tipsy, can you love me? You know you really wanna, wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my, all over my All the boys they get cake when they taste my You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky, leaky, yum, yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my We can blast off, you're sippin' kinda slow Wanna see just how you take it down low Hurry up, I wanna see a bit more Take it off before mama gets bored I know that you love me long time, yeah You wanna take it for a ride, yeah I'm feelin' bad and I like it I'm a little tipsy, can you love me? You know you really wanna, wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my, all over my All the boys they get cake when they taste my You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha Lick it, lick it, yum, yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my Kiss, kiss on my, all over my When the ladies are free to play It's your turn Give a fella a little taste Of how it works Get low I know I probably shouldn't but, uh-huh, I'm feelin' good Get low I'm a little gypsy, play along with me Okay, guess who got that, mm-mm, nani-nani? In the Montreal, mm-mm, in Miami Blues, Galliano, whip-whip, do your money When you drip-drip, lick-lick like a lolly, oh Left from Jamaica, go afar and pan-tour Jimmy, Ivain, Tom, Wally and Leo Keep me and Chrissy in Christian Dior But that was before, or for you My name Nikki, little daddy and you You can do anything you put your mind to Where your French kiss it, don't say Pali, bro Where you work your tongue, can I hire you? You know you really wanna hit, wanna take time You know you wanna get a peak, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips to my hip-side Let's kiss some more, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh All the boys lick a cake, boy, they taste fine You don't even need a plate, just your face, hi Licky-licky, yum-yum, what a great guy Let's kiss some more, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Let's kiss some more, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Let's kiss some more, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You wanna kiss my, you wanna kiss my You wanna see my, yeah Woo, all my ladies say Woo, if you got a grave Woo, let them get a peak Woo, if you got a suite Woo, let me hear you scream Woo, but bitches keep it clean Woo, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Woo, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh