Licorice, licory Taste of your tongue Got me feeling every stickory Rolling gold in your vigee, yoi I got the paper diet Orange back, it reds light Put your hands on me in the elevator, yeah Lord, don't fall in love with your penny chaser, yeah I ain't got no love for you But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend I ain't got no time to lose But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend Licorice, licory Now we singing bout a bout a bitch named Layla Tell me where did she came from? Do you love her? Do you trust her? Tell me, did you * her? Drive around the city in your Audi, saying Let's go back to your years, cause it's too crowded I feel that your intentions were to get me into bed Yeah, you wanna hear me say your name * louder I ain't got no love for you But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend I ain't got no time to lose But you can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend Licorice, licory Darts in my brain, turn me to a * killer Boy, I'm riding murder If I see your body, I'm not sorry, I'm a catcher I'm trying to be good But you wish a bitch would delay for him more It's just that you knew this And still I went through this Don't think that I'm clueless, so * you, sorry I ain't got no love for you But you can be my friend, friend, friend, friend, friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend I ain't got no love for you But you can be my friend, friend, friend, friend, friend You can be my friend, boy, you can be my friend