Don't Ick My Yum (Fierce Force Five Version)

If you you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna just have some fun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
Don't ick my yum

Fierce Force Five
Say one, two, three, four, here we go!

She's giving you the Geordie flavor
The Ma-Marouli taste that you want to savor, mwah!
I dividend like men with that fash
It gives me the ick, and I'ma -
I get a rash, okay
Alreet lads, what's the craic?
I'm sick of seeing socks with sliders
I'm Greek, I'm bad, you're a big ballsack
And there's no way you're getting inside her

This Cornish girl don't care
Twink, otter, cub or bear
I've kissed some frogs but found my prince
Love is in the air!
Sleep on me; you'll have regrets
Queen's on top, Baby place your bet
I'm in love, so I'm off now
So DM me, you hoes

I'll lay it out for you ahead of time
If you're trying to be mi-i-ine

If you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna just have some fun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
Don't ick my yum

Hey Bitch don't give me the ick
Chew in my ear, and I'm gonna be sick
Body curves, extra large hips
Need we a guy who can take care of this
Miss 'Licious the glamour clown
DeDe smash I shook the ground
Stamped face, painted mean
Like the mirror wipe the competition clean

Sweet, salty, sticky if you're nasty
On your action, she walks like my fantasy
Miss Melle's a sexy queen I know
Misgendering has got to go
Black trans lives matter every day

I'll lay it out for you ahead of time (yeah)
If you're trying to be mi-i-ine

If you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna just have some fun
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna
If-if-if-if-if (let's go) you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
Don't ick my yum

Tomara Thomas the femme fatale
With a fire in my fanny, I'll take you to hell
But I'm the angel of the north, your daddy's favorite sauce
So put this face on your billboards
Got the bass in my walk like Naomi
Me and my girls snatching trophies
So come on bitch don't give me the ick
I'll show you how to jump-split

If you wanna be-be my hun (what?)
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna just have some fun (a little louder)
Don't ick my yum
If you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna
If-if-if-if-if you wanna be-be my hun
Don't ick my yum
Don't ick my yum

Hey, hey
Wanna bite of my pasty?

(Don't ick my yum)
Oh! Oh!
(Don't ick my yum)
Don't ick my yum