69 Kevin Gates (Ft. Malachi (Rap))

[Intro: Malachi]
Yeah, it's your boy Malachi
Kissin' me below my navel
Lickin' you below yours
Doin' some grown folks shit

[Bridge: Malachi]
Let me lick you up and down say shawty
I wanna do you things let's get it started
I wanna sing my song for you at my party
It's going down, aye
And what you me to do it's no problem
And if your man got a problem with that then I'll solve it
And I'ma lick lick lick you like that
Betcha won't go back
Cause I got you, aye

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Other people might find it knida bizarre
Me kissin' you in the car or sexin at your job
While in the parking garage
I look at you like a star and you look at me like a player
Started chasin' my change and you started sayin' I'm changin'
I'm back to grippin' ankles, I'm kissin' all on ya nipples, I'm lickin' all on ya fingers
I'm lovin' seeing you naked
You crazy we trading places
I also know it's amazing by all the faces you makin'
Pullin' on my dreads repositionin' your legs
All around my neck while you lookin' up at the ceiling
Sucking all on your navel while fiddling with your kitty
I hope we don't wake the neighbors
You feel it all in your kidneys
Loud it ain't no whispering
We all know what the bidness is
Your friends act silly
They at the door while we getting it
You might think I'm tripping
I heard them while they was giggling
I'm dicking it ridiculous
Ooo wee I'm thick in it