Sticky (Radio Edit)

Put your heart
Lipgloss sticky, attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my
I dont drip, Im leaky
In that thing knee deep
Have him singing with me-
Oh oh oh, oh oh its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hands on you
Oh oh, its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hand on you
Im in a forgein whip
Crossing the boarder, shit
You cant afford the tip
You cant afford to hit
Twerk on some florida shit
He cant get bored with this
Thats why he ice my wrist
Who you know rock it like this?
Ah, he call me his lil baby
Now he wanna claim me
I be playing hard to get they say Im acting shady
I be on my own time, that lil shit dont faze me
Lipgloss sticky, attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my
I dont drip, Im leaky
In that thing knee deep
Have him singing with me-
Oh oh oh, oh oh its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hands on you
Oh oh, its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hand on you
Im on him singing all night
I heard he got some lil pipes
If it dont drip it aint right
If it dont drip it aint mine
Vi-Vicky secrets on my hips, throw that lil shit to the side
In the deep end with the ship, we going swimming tonight
Ah, he call me his lil baby
Now he wanna claim me
I be playing hard to get they say Im acting shady
I be on my own time, that lil shit dont faze me
Lipgloss sticky, attitude bitchy
How I taste? Peachy
He wanna lick my
I dont drip, Im leaky
In that thing knee deep
Have him singing with me-
Oh oh oh, oh oh its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hands on you
Oh oh, its the thing to do
Oh oh, got my hand on you