You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peak wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my, all over my
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my
You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha
Licky, licky, yum, yum, what a great guy
Now kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my

Feel eyes on me everywhere I go
Like a lil' boy up in the candy store
Craving to get your hands on, give it up before mama says no
I'ma let you get it a lil' closer, even though I ain't suppose to
I like it strong when its on 'cause
I'ma lil' tipsy play along wit me

You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peak wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my, all over my
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my
You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha
Licky, licky, yum, yum, what a great guy
Now kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my

Pick your glass up, you're sipping kinda slow
Wanna see how you take it down low
Hurry up I wanna see a bit more
Take it off before mama gets cold
I know that you love me long time yeah
You wanna take it for a ride yeah
I'm feeling bad and I like it
I'ma lil' tipsy play along wit me

Hey, you know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peak wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my, all over my
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my
You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha
Licky, licky, yum, yum, what a great guy
Now kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my

All my ladies up in the place it's your turn
Give the fellas a little taste of how we work
I know I probably shouldn't but I'm feeling good
I'ma lil tipsy play along wit me

O-okay, yes, we got that mmm mmm nani nani
In the Mondrian mmm mmm in Miami
Whose Galliano, whip whip thee Armani
Wanna drip, drip, lick, lick like a lolly
Left from Jamaica go a foreign pon tour
Jimmy AI Tom Wally a New York
Keep me and Chrissy in Christian Dior
But that was before or for you
My name Nicki, Little Daddy and you
You can do anything you put your mind to
Way you French kissing, Francis parlez-vous
Way you work your tongue can I hire you

You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peak wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my, all over my
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my
You don't even need a plate, just your face, ha
Licky, licky, yum, yum, what a great guy
Now kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my

You wanna taste my, you wanna taste my, you wanna see my (you ready)
Woohoo, all my ladies say
If you gotta brake, let him get a peak
If you gotta sleep, let me hear you scream
But bitches keep it clean

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ashley Williams, Christina Aguilera, Claude Kelly, Esther Dean, Greg Curtis, Jamal F. Jones, Onika Tanya Maraj, Paul Dawson