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Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... [Slick Rick:] Sang my songs, stuck in my tongue, girl strung Sweating among them was a hum 'Got a man, but we not getting along' Lick the balls, I know some girls that lick it, not around dick it Rick it's amazing how you rap, word up, you sound wicked Do I dig her, silly pressure, picture drig up, do a drig up If you only knew how good, Rick, you look into mirror Buck perfect, to her car, said when I walk, not ever Tell her 'call me later on, just to talk, or whatever' Stir it up, learn the digits, to be safe, burn it up And here's another Slick Rick one, let her man turn it up Now on the strap, very soon, she be all hot wanna rap Some cat over there, but Rick, ain't nothing gonna happen Comes over, stuck my tongue in her mouth, she gave me a hickey Shocked me, the way she jock, truck me not, me Ricky not Known to faking, and you probably kidding rock, just something Thought your ho strung, nah, didn't knock on tongue Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... [Slick Rick:] Letras de cancionesAnother honey, real sneaky, lines thrown on the free Sends money, works so late, but he be home on the weekend Wanna say your best, I'm charging the rest though Said the guest off, now massaging the breast off While I'm getting info out of her, girlfriend side of her Doing this already, I be in that and out of here Ask her friend, what poet best? Rap my vote Don't know, girlfriend asking like down to cut throat You seem too hard for the rest of the them, met all into them Get to a friend, sometime today, so we can get all into So then friend said don't take all day, whore, I mean Drops her number on the phone, make sure the dark seen Along asked, can you help me rap, maybe, winked Think me, you go far, oh yeah, that's it, baby, drink Don't effecting on your pop, kid rock just one Though your ho strung, nah, didn't knock on tongue Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... [Slick Rick:] A good look strike ya ho, you attack mic, it's on I wanna ask is that really real? Bitch, act like you know Give me a line for your joint, make to every story define me Getting noisy, everybody leave, but you close the door behind me Left your man dressing room, you try to diss me cause you rule in school I said word, so won't you kiss me, you fool Shoulder shook, she popped why not, another fan of word, on the lord Well anyway like an autograph and a cut Made my move to triple excitement, stop Rick, you're flipping As I grind against her pussy and I gently lick her nipple Less than a minute, warmth is missing, look at the high in her dressing Lights off, pull panties to the hide and caressing Mass roll the plan of life, wonder keep her in, passed off Bolt than she sang, more deeper than my pants off Don't effect and now you pop, kid and rock, just stop No strung, no I didn't knock on tongue Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... Cause it's wrong... From Letras Mania