Vic C - Make The Music lyrics

[Intro] Girl: Is it good? Do you like that? Barry White sounding dude: Ladies and gentlemen. We have a young lady making her way to the mic with some big a** motherf**ing lips. She's gonna sing a song that's gonna blow your socks off. But first...it's that n***a K-Dee. Sho' yo' right [Verse One] You make me woo-woo-woo When you do what you do to me The K to the Dee Kissing on my naval But wait one goddamn second Do my mic need checking? (Oh yes) So check one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two My balls are blue, they blue, they blue, they blue So what you gon' do is take a trip down south Blow my trumpet as I dump it in your mouth And you can work me like a Slurpee Damn, I'm jerking it must be working Putting on the hits, the best thing since grits Girl I got the sh**s fo' ya Sounding like the 5th Symphony And I'm glad that you ain't no kin to me Cause if you was my cousin you'd still be a trick So get the lick [Hook] (Ice Cube) And make the music with your mouth b**h (K-Dee baby!) And make the music with your mouth b**h "The art of s**ing dick" And make the music with your mouth b**h (K-Dee baby!) And make the music with your mouth b**h (Hoe, you can't be his lady) [Verse Two] I like when you bob and weave when you bob I grab your weave Girl, you can leave When the job is done My balls are like Lays Bet you can't eat just one You start to hum (hummmmm) I'm feeling numb Here I come, here I come, here I kitty come come Red rum Ready to tear up sh** While you're looking for a place to spit Now I appreciate your soup coolers On the one shot, big black automatic pee shooter Rolling down the street no matter what the day is You can blow for Miles like Davis Ready? No I won't Wreck like Teddy Shooting for the stars but watch the parked cars The radio ain't go nothing on this Ghetto kisses like this [Hook] [Verse Three] You said you never do it Blew it for the first time If I must say it was dope like my first rhyme You get a nut I stuff you like a Twinkie And certainly You love this smoked beef jerky The flavor of the month so won't you come and taste me You want a lick, got more Dick than Tracey Just make the music, don't come with no cheat note Just experience my version of deep throat Get your knees dirty Fo' about thirty Minutes or more like Prince I'll adore Your head in my lap, up and down Bobbing Doing a good job and Slopping on my nogging Never will admit it That you done did it Scared to say you s** dick Know you straight with it It's all good cause I know that you a pro with them knees on the flo' And here we go [Hook] Babe you gon' love it {x6}