Kelis - Kelis - Aww Shit

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Kelis - Kelis - Aww Shit

[1st Verse:]
Lookiní too fly walkiní to the bar
Niggas wanna stop, askiní who I are
Hands on my waist tryna find out
If Iím gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
Iím a rock hip-hop pop star
Canít check out the door in a fast car
Never run from nothiní when I come thru
Roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[2nd Verse:]
I donít like to dance to a slow song
You too close and I canít get my groove on
Drop a beat and let a girl feel somethiní
Iím so gutter, watch me two-step to somethiní
Tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
I ainít tryna listen to your big talk
High off my drink for the third time
Boy, come and get it
Watch me make these niggas fall in line

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[3rd Verse:]
ĎBout to head to the hills Ďfore I pass out
Get my coat from the check Ďfore I spaz out
Pull my whip to the front and I jump in
Catch a look cominí from the niggas in the black Benz
Red light and now they tryna hop in
(Remember when I was in school, I was your boyfriend)
Got the tint so we never entertain those
Hungry-ass groupies on the phone like they got hoes 

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[Bridge:]
Now Iím feeliní mím, mím good
Eyes filled up with the bloodshots 
Look like a lay-up with the legs out
Now heís tryna get a lick but Iím all gone

Keep, keep talkiní
Keep, keep talkiní
Keep, keep talkiní
Keep, keep talkiní

[Smokeís Rap:]
Whoís this man whoís not star?
Yet you wondering who I are
On track with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man behind hot bars?
Smoke, Iím soon to be popular
Now, where he from?
Is it my city, your city?
All you need to know, I come from a dope city
Never shoot the boys, still keep the dope Bentley
Text to the cush with a chase of the Henny
And when Iím lookiní for a freak, really picky-picky
And if it smell icky, tell her pull up her Vickieís
But if it smell alright, I might do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no hickie-hickies

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

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