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How Many Licks?

Lil' Kim

The Source Hip-Hop Music Awards 2001 [Clean]

2001

suckin' me off on the weekend
And this black dude, I call King Kong
He had a big ass dick and a hurricane tongue

So, how many licks does it take 'til

How Many Licks?

Lil' Kim

The Notorious K.I.M.

2000

suckin' me off on the weekend
And this black dude, I call King Kong
He had a big ass dick and a hurricane tongue

So, how many licks does it take 'til

me
You bitches jealous bout my looks
That's why I'm so cocky

Tell me something
Who you know could really make a bitch mad
By looking good everyday

Been through the struggle, living hard even had to sleep in the front seat of my car
All for the love, the passion, the music
Now look where we are

And everything against me is all a bunch of heresy
Sick of it all, my heads been hitting a wall
I know that all you motherfuckers prolly plotting on my downfall

over
We're related by blood
But every time I speak
There's always something against me
There's an asterisk for everything I am
But was it all just

What's up, cuz? What that is, blood?
All about them rocks

Yo man! What up?
I just bought me the three G's today, dude
Is that right?
Some Gazelles,

keep her waitin
Oh
Honest, I wonder
Should I let her take me under
Knowin' I'm forgoin' all my morals end of story
Oh, but fuck it, it's happenin
Her

them now
Copy the western culture overlooking somethings
Tell me who will come and help us
Look at our case
It's a disgrace
I hold the microphone

officers at least to pull me off of it 
And I don't stop
Please dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit 
'Cause I feed off of it
I am the complete

be High
With a brand new flow
And against all odds
Shit them crackas had to let me go
And I swan dived in that money
Wide awake like a junkie
I lick my

against the world
Lies in your head
Couldn't separate the worlds
So you put the blame on me
Now your M I A

All these women in my way (women in my way)
Sick

and gettin' paid
Six figures on the way
You ain't prayin' with us, so you all against us
'Cause I'm for one God, only One will save us
Only One that gave us all

an apartment to a house to a mansion
And y'all gonna look retarded 'cause you doubted me

It's crazy how time flies by and friends turn into your enemies
How you

I reminisce on days of wiffle ball
Now I'm crawling through the night like Gyllenhaal
Only riding under lights to chill my thoughts
The futures odd

I'm fucking livid
Take my pack away from me I'm sticking to my spirits
Feel I'm wasting all my time on all my fucking lyrics
Because the ones who need

If you with me not against me tell me Why I feel alone
It hard to tell but girl I'm empty
All the scars hit to the bone
Pain deep still let it go

fooling
These niggas is dummies
Yeah they need some schooling
Had to upgrade it yeah had to retool it
She heard all my music and now that bitch droolin

never go against the grain
Stay bout yo paper never chase that internet fame
Say you a man then you gotta live by that code
No matter what the situation

to the top because I've been in there
And I'm surrounded by some thotties shit be giving me the flu
They be coming round give me allergies like achoo
You need

Shackled

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

We be gangsta's fuckin soldiers riders ride and you feel me
If mista master touch this nigga then that bitch gon have to kill me
See y'all lil niggas

snow
Now I know it's time to go, pack up my things and hit the road
No more time to look back, bleeds me how its all out of whack
Move on now with all my

out
Circle so small
I Tell them other niggas stay out
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
We coming for necks all twenty twenty + fucking up your

Assassin, kill 'em all
Body count stacked up like a gravesite
If you go against me, that's your last fight
Hmm
I bet you thought I was done right
Cause you