(House of hits ya'll. . . for the ladies. . . Capone Bone. . . Marley Marl)   If you want it you can lick from the front   If you want it . . .       I like your stockings, stretch socks even your Reeboks   Thug you out, take you on tour, learn all the weed spots   We can sip wine, bump and grind on the slow-mo   But on the d-low I heard your man was a homo   We can combine just like two five and DoLo   Tell me where to put it like solo   Meet me at 702 I like your steelo   Now boo face it, you're bangin' to your ankle bracelet   I went against the grain when I said I'd never taste it   You work all day come home ready for foreplay   Your favourite dish, harmony grits and fish saute   You love a thug boo, highly impressed by my tattoo   Slim cut, walk with a strut keepin' it natural   Your physical frame is like a Jada Pinkett   I like to hear you moan, spank it grab your X and O anklet   Freak off      (Hook)   "If you want it you can lick from the front    If you want it   If you want it you can lick from the front"      Sick and tired of your wannabe thug he got you heated   Knowin' that you need it but he's still afraid to eat it   Friday night you tell him that you out with the girls   But you're honin' in my world gettin' bent till you hurl   I got the fireplace, bearskin rug so kick your feet out   Hit me on a hit bay hundred I got the weed out   Hydro keep it on low now bust the weed out   Slide off the DKNY's so I can eat out   Jump inside a jet black 5 or watch you speed out   Adrenaline got you open like a stack of Benjamin's   Then back to the Ben agains to eatin' pasta with Dominicans   Eat it up      (Hook)      Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle   Live niggas in the back say just a little   Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle   Live niggas in the back, shake just a little...