A, ha, ha, you don't understand me goddammit
(I don't wanna eat it)
A, ha, ha, ha, nah baby, I ain't wit' it
(Don't wanna eat it)
I can't do nothing for you on that tip girl

(I don't wanna eat it)
So you can keep that salmon sandwhich to yo' self
(Don't wanna eat it)
Well, I kick it for my *****s, Peep

Getting right back back to the ***** named Q
Telling my homies be careful o' the things that you do
'Cuz I went out, ***ed out
I shoulda never tripped and put my lips in between hips

But I used to eat that thang that didn't sit on a plate
Didn't taste like stank, I up and left about 8
But I had to build her, make for the fact that I was young
I was showing to prove the hoochies I could work they pearl tongue

But then game got kilt
'Cuz the girl kept pushin' my head all up under the quilt
And I was like damn, you must be sick
You mean you'd rather have a tongue

Instead of a pair o' nuts and a stick
(You goddamn right)
And every single night, I lick it till my tongue turn white
I thought I was a freak till I heard my homies brag
(Eating that coochie make you grow a mustache)

Ya, so I took that advice and right before I hit it
I took baby monkey lift it up and I bit it
Yeah, homeboy I had the coochie in check
But then I got this real bad cramp in my neck

Now my back got so' but this little ho
Kept a humping in my face like we was on the dance flo'
But that's what I get for having Susie Q for dinner
Got stuck in her creamy pink center, help me

(Don't eat the coochie)
You gotta hear me tho'
(Don't eat the coochie)
(Don't eat the coochie)
A, he, he, you think it's a joke, huh girl?