[Flame] 🔥 Queen Latifah - Coochie Bang… Lyrics
[Chorus:]
 Brothers better strap they thang-thang
 Ladies, don’t let them in if they don’t have a condom
 Brothers better strap they thang-thang
 Ladies, don’t let them in if they don’t have a condom
[Verse 1:]
 Some days I wake up grumpy
 On other days, I let the brother sleep
 But if there’s no peace for the piece then
 I say peace to the beast in heat
 Let’s talk about a Slim Jim jimmy chance in hell
 If you can’t protect a peck, your chances fail
 That’s just the pride I keep
 He could great sideways, inside out
 But still left on the side street
 That’s just a bare fact
 My definition of bareback?
 “Come at me bare? Don’t come back”
 Slap!
 Try fittin’ with a mitten
 So you won’t be trippin’ and flippin’
 And skinnydipping in the queen’s kitten
 So come and get candid
 Kiss the candy
 No claps
 Can’t stand me if I offend he
 You can’t be saved by the skin on your teeth
 But the skin on your friend
 Could be your end, to say the least
 Peace
 And I won’t give a thang
 Cause I’m down with the true crew
 Down with the coochie bang
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
 Slick, kick a groove
 Don’t show the trick in you
 Fit the move smooth
 Or forget it with the stick-and-move
 And don’t get tricky with the kissy poo
 And don’t say “don’t be cruel” when I’m dissin’ you
 Kissin’ you don’t mean stickin’ you
 And If I was wishing to
 Then you gotta know who I listen to
 Like TLC
 Me in heat
 When lovin’ me, couldn’t care
 If your hat was 2 da back, G
 Don’t turn the caution off
 Turn it often
 And don’t say “always” then “often” and soften
 Someday soon, you got to get to love what you got
 Then you get love a lot
 Get the point, yah?
 You get faded like the face of any great sir
 Slow down the fast pace, sir, until it’s safer
 And I won’t give a thang
 Because I’m down with the true crew
 Down with the coochie bang
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
 Some go from this one to that one
 From wick-wick to wack one
 You face one, you place one
 The safe one’s a strapped one
 And I don’t wanna buy my friends
 Forget your promises and use your “condom” sense
 Or I’m a glimpse
 Then I’m gone
 So long
 The only thing that’s on is your clothes
 Now go home
 And you can ho ’til the snow’s gone
 And I’ll be here ’til the last hard head dead ho’s gone
 Either strap up or pack up is my motto
 You say, “I wanna stay”
 I say, “I know, yo, but bye. Go.”
 Let’s take it to the extent
 If you love her, when you rub her
 Brother, take her hint (word)
 And I won’t give a thang
 Because I’m down with the true crew
 Down with the coochie bang
[Repeat Chorus]
