Lickshots

CHORUS:
Huh
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin'
Blaow
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin'
Blaow

You don't know who I be
You mammy tell you not
To f*** wit me
If I give you head,
You'll never leave
Rah
Stop sweatin' me
Flip it on the blackhand side
Looka here boy
Don't you even try it
Make me dislocate your spine
My rings fix your shine like turpentine
What you comin' 'round here now fo'?
Baby hell no, you just want my dough
Get cha black as* on the flo'
Fool touch me, that's a no no
Rah
Mr. DJ won't you play that song?
Tell the freaks shake
They nasty thongs
Hey boys won't you sing along
Cause we gon' rock the party
Till the early morn

Repeat chorus

Y'all don't hear me
(Hot)
You got your guns but
You don't scare me
(Ooh)
Originality is leary
(Ugh)
My only style and I ain't sharin'
(Back up, back up, easy now)
Hey y'all
(Hot)
Let's turn it up and
Tear the club down
(Ugh)
Grab your drinks and
Give me two rounds
(Zoo)
I'll break you off
I'm goin' down, down
Watch yourself,
I'm about to turn it up