Written on Ya Kitten

Oh Lord, have mercy, come again, come again I'm makin' other people's pussycats max if your nookie That's good for your voice, plump, trump and moist Rub me where you love me, face to waist, I'm taster's choice Plenty, many ladies try to pay me, though lady I got the motts but worse, I cost a lot baby, baby Kitty kat hittin' kid from the corner on a quest to rest in your nest Straight from my shower to your sauna, yup! Next crew, this ain't no Pepé Le Pew This is what we do, ménage à trois we do Too mean, too mad, too much to handle Name is written like a mark and lit that kitten with a candle And if ya go court on that have a rate court stuff Come take a shortcut to Fort Nuts! Many praise the way we play Well, you know, what can I say? Hit 'em low! Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? (Hopin' she's open, G) Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? On and on, I coulda sworn I saw puddy cat City titty cat, witty, pretty cat Oh where the hell is kitty cat Pretty patter craps, then I lick her paw, looks like a thicker broad Thick as a brick, time to pick her draws Now every time her waterfall flows I'm at the tip of her toes, goin' "Yo, GERONIMO!" Got my name written in missiles Capitals, lower-case, show your face, cursive and big initials I mow the lawn every season, call me Mr. Green Thumb 'Cause I'm pushin' bushes, givin' mean ones Cook up the stew and keep steppin' I started another life with your wife after we met at y'all reception I saw your thing down in the ditches Now she does kev, does head, the dirty laundry, plus the dishes Before the hittin', throw on your mitten And don't stop stickin' until it's written on her kitten Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? (Hopin' she's open, G) Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? Hallelujah! Hip Hop Hooray! I'm up six hours early, it's a kitten hittin' day The dog catcher doesn't speak, his moves switches 'Cause I catch the pussycat and he catches all the bitches I go for cats, plus I ball hard 'Cause you can never get the purr or the fur from a bulldog So I'm back for the cat, give up the nappy, skat So I can take a cat nap Oh yeah, I like my pussycat deep So if she's tired or sleep, I have some place to soak my feet I see some lookin' for a bigger knot, what a nigga got Just make sure there's satin sheets in your litter box That's when they hit us with our props Make sure the room is hot and locked With "Gangsta Bitch" in the boombox I hit it chill and leave happily And if somebody knocks it after me, there'll be a catastrophe You don't ever let me get a little bit For the kibbles 'n bits, I hit for nipples and tits! (Nipples and tits!) Always do the hittin' with a lubricated mitten Some do lickin', stickin' just to get it written on a kitten Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? (Hopin' she's open, G) Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me? (Hopin' she's open, G) Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty cat at, strokin' me?