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Backstory:

I wrote this song for the older women. That's why I had to put Mama in this song. The industry can still be yours no matter what age you are. Susan Boyle in Europe shock the world, and more women of older ages will shock the world. We are still beautiful, sexy and can live in confidence. That the new crone is involved as a tempting woman as any other young woman. We see older men jump all the time for younger women, as older women they feel like we should get rocking chair and rock grand babies. They grand kids not our kids. We raised ours. What an older man can do, an older woman can do the same. We should not go and hide away or dress in what culture think we should look like, we should be who we are. Most of all what we have grown to be. Somethings only come with age.

Lyrics:

                                                  
Gotta Explicit (non explicit)
Chorus
Gotta
Gotta
Gotta
Got lick it
Got kiss it
Move that tongue that I hardly can’t take it
Lick it Kiss It Rub it down
Dingle that pearl with your tongue round and round
Taste my milk as I make that horney sound
Got lick it
Got kiss it
Gotta 
Gotta
Gotta- My Ego


Verse
You  got a big ol dick (stick)
Make an English girl talk French
Boy tongue these lips
You a whore tonight  (dining)
who gonna make a hit
When you give  this pussy a kiss (ice cream)
I’m not going to lie 
what you do with your tongue 
make a girl wanna cum (come)


You wearing my lipstick 
You be a good bitch  (boy)
i might return and  suck that dick (you hard)
I want my eyes rolling back of my head 
till I’m sick
Now your girlfriend at home 
Can afford the richest gloss
Cause your tongue paid the cost
You a money man 
now you a snowman
Got blizzard  around your mouth
Got da coldest on the da block
So I got this on lock
Get your tongue in between
Now you got dairy queen


Verse
You boi my baby
Shit I might mean maybe
I wanna feed your nasty urge
Cause you complaining
 to forget hers
It’s a milkshake with frosted flakes
Feel so good 
now lick da cakes
French kiss it hard
 till it run out a lake
Mama gotcha you 
even if your not Christian Blake
You from Atlanta but it’s Atlantis 
Now you got da best of the bar list
Now drink Bahama Mama fruity Tiki
You got the rum da juice da cherry kitty
Now take off this bikini 
I wanna take you to Bermuda Bahama
Come on horny fucker (eat this mama)
It’s a vacation sucker
You got hard cock I got a cocktail  (sail)
I’ll send your girl a postcard in da mail