Cuz It's Wrong

Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... [Verse 1: Slick Rick] Sang my songs, stuck in my tongue, girl strung Sweating among them was a hun 'Got a man, but we not getting along' Lick the balls, I know some girls that lick it, not around, kick it Rick it's amazing how you rap, word up, you sound wicked Do I dig her, silly question, picture drig up, do a tricker If you only knew how good, Rick, you look into mirror Buck perfect, to her car, said when I walk, not ever Tell her 'call me later on, just to talk, or whatever' Stirring it up, learn the digits, to be safe, burn it up And here's another Slick Rick one, and her man turned it up Now on the strap, very soon, she be all hot wanna rap Some cap'n over there, but Rick, ain't nothing gonna happen Comes over, stuck my tongue in her mouth, she gave me a hickey Shocked me, the way she jock, truck me not, me Ricky not Known to faking, and you probably kidding rock, just something Thought your ho strung, nah, didn't knock or tongue Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... [Verse 2: Slick Rick] Another honey, real sneaky, lines thrown on the freak Says "Money, works away, but he be home on the weekend Wanna say your best, I'm charging the rest though" Sends the guest off, now massaging the breast off While I'm getting info out of her, girlfriend side of her Doing this already, I be in that and out of here Ask her friend, what poet best? Rap my vote Don't know, girlfriend asking like down to cut throat You seem too hard for the rest of the them, met all into them Get to a friend, sometime today, so we can get all into So then friend said don't take all day, whore, I mean Drops her number on the floor, make sure the dog seen it Alone asked, "can you help me rap, maybe," winking Think me, you go far, oh yeah, that's it, baby, drink it Don't affect you none, popped kid rocked your son Though your ho strung, nah, didn't knock or tongue Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... [Verse 3: Slick Rick] A good look strike ya ho, you attack mic, it's on I wanna ask is that really real? Bitch, act like you know Give me a line for your joint, make to every story define me Getting noisy, everybody leave, but you close the door behind me Left your man dressing room, you try to diss me cuz you rule in school I said word, so won't you kiss me, you fool Shoulder shook, she popped why not, another fan of word, on the lord Well anyway like an autograph and a cut Made my move to triple excitement, stop Rick, you're flipping As I grind against her pussy and I gently lick her nipple Less than a minute, warmth is missing, look at the high in her dressing Lights off, pull panties to the hide and caressing Mass roll the plan of life, wonder keep her in, passed off Bolder now she saying, more deeper in my asshole Don't affect you none, popped kid rocked your son Though ho strung, nah, didn't knock or tongue Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong... Cuz it's wrong...