Sticky

Lip gloss, sticky
Attitude, bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip, I'm leaky
In that thang knee deep
I have him singin' with me

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you

I'm in a foreign whip
Crossin' the border shit
You can't afford to tip
You can't afford to hit
Twerk on some Florida shit
He can't get bored with this
That's why he ice my wrist
Who you know rock it like this?

Ah, he call me his lil' baby (Who you know rock it like this?)
Now he wanna claim me
I be playin' hard to get
He say I'm actin' shady (Who you know rock it like this?)
I be on my time, that lil' shit don't phase me

Lip gloss, sticky
Attitude, bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip, I'm leaky
In that thang knee deep
I have him singin' with me

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you

I want him singin' all night
I heard he got some lil' pipes
If it don't drip it ain't right
If it don't drip it ain't mine
Vi-Vicky secrets on my hips
Throw that lil' shit to the side
In the deep end with no ship
We goin' swimmin' tonight

Ah, he call me his lil' baby
Now he wanna claim me
I be playin' hard to get he say I'm actin' shady
I be on my time that lil' shit don't phase me

Lip gloss, sticky
Attitude, bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my Keke
I don't drip, I'm leaky
In that thang knee deep
I have him singin' with me

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you
Ooh, ooh, it's the things you do (Lip gloss sticky)
Ooh, ooh, got my hands on you



Credits
Writer(s): Latasha Williams, Alex Lloyd, Lauren Palmer, Sydne George, Suni Solomon, Winter Thompson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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