[DJ Quik]
(Voice Box)
A ha ha you don't understand me goddammit
(I don't wanna eat it)
A ha ha ha nah baby I aint wit' it
(don't wanna eat it)
I can't do nothing for you on that tip girl
(I don't wanna eat it)
So you can keep that salmon sandwhich to yo' self
(don't wanna eat it)
Well I kick it for my niggas...
Peep
[Verse 1]
Getting right back back to the nigga named Q
Telling my homies be careful o' the things that you do
Cuz I went out, assed out
I shoulda never tripped and put my lips in between hips
But I used to eat that thang that didn't sit on a plate
Didn't taste like stank I up and left about 8
But I had to build her make for the fact that I was young
I was showing to prove the hoochies I could work they pearl tounge
But then game got kilt
Cuz the girl kept pushin' my head all up under the quilt
And I was like damn, you must be sick
You mean you'd rather have a tongue
Instead of a pair o' nuts and a stick
(You goddamn right)
And every single night, I lick it till my tounge turn white
I thought I was a freak till I heard my homies brag
(Eating that coochie make you grow a mustache)Ya!
So I took that advice and right before I hit it
I took baby monkey lift it up and I bit it
Yeah homeboy I had the coochie in check
But then I got this real bad cramp in my neck
Now my back got so'
But this little ho kept a humping in my face like we was on the dance flo'
But thats what I get for having Susie Q for dinner
Got stuck in her creamy pink center
Help me
Chorus:
(Voice Box)
(don't eat the coochie) You gotta hear me tho'
(don't....eat the coochie)
(don't....eat the coochie) A he he you think its a joke huh girl?
Writer(s): David Marvin Blake, George Archie Jr.
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