Written On Ya Kitten

Oh, where's my kitty cat? (Repeat 4X)

Oh Lord have mercy, come again, come again

I'm making other people's pussycats max if your nookie

That's, good for your voice, plump, trump and moist

Rub me where you love me, face to waist, I'm taster's choice

Plenty many ladies try to pay me the lady

I got motts but worse, that cost a lot baby, baby

Kitty kat hittin' kid from the corner on a quest to rest in your nest

Straight from my shower to your sauna, yup!

Next crew, this ain't no Pepé Le Pew

This is what we do, ménage à trois we do

Too mean, too mad, too much to handle

Name is written like a mark and lit that kitten with a candle

And if ya go court on that have a rate court stuff

Come take a short cut to Fort Nuts!

Many praise the way we play

Well, you know, what can I say?

Hit 'em low!

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat, at stroking me? (Hoping she's open, G)

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat at, stroking me?

On and on, I coulda sworn I saw puddy cat

City titty cat, witty pretty cat

OH, WHERE THE HELL IS MY KITTY KAT!

Pretty patter craps, then I lick her paw, looks like a thicker broad

Thick as a brick, time to pick her draws

Now every time her waterfall flows

I'm at the tip her toes going 'Yo, GERONIMO!'

Got my name written in missiles

Capitals, lower-case, show your face, cursive and big initials

I mow the lawn every season, call me Mr. Green Thumb

'Cause I'm pushing bushes, giving mean ones

Cook up the stew and keep steppin'

I started another life with your wife after we met at y'all reception

I saw your thing down in the ditches

Now she does kev, does head, the dirty laundry plus does dishes

Before the hittin', throw on your mitten

And don't stop stickin' until it's written on her kitten

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat, at stroking me? (Hoping she's open, G)

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat at, stroking me?

Halleujah! Hip Hop Hooray!

I'm up six hours early, it's a kitten hittin' day

The dog catcher doesn't speak, his moves switches

'Cause I catch the pussycat and he catches all the bitches

I go for cats plus I ball hard

'Cause you can never get the purr or the fur from a bulldog

So I'm back for the cat, give up the nappy, stat

So I can take a cat nap

Oh yeah, I like my pussycat deep

So if she's tired or sleep, I have some place to soak my feet

I see some looking for a bigger knot, what a nigga got

Just make sure there's satin sheets in your litter box

That's when they hit us our props

Make sure the room is hot and locked with "Gangsta Bitch" in the boombox

I hit it chill and leave happily

And if somebody knocks it after me there'll be a catastrophe

You don't ever let me get a little bit

For the kibbles 'n bits, I hit for nipples and tits! (nipples and tits!)

Always do the hittin' with a lubricated mitten

Some do lickin' stickin' just to get it written on a kitten

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat, at stroking me? (Hoping she's open, G)

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat at, stroking me?

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat, at stroking me? (Hoping she's open, G)

Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat at, stroking me?