And another track... of sex, licks, and pistons.
There it is, alcove scenes, that boner that moves the throat,
you already know how the machine rolls, my G, looking like a dread tucked down in the pants.
Ain't no soft pickup talk, this is to put the fire on the embers so the mama slips out
Think about that chick who leaves you all hooked, broke, no hard-on, wallet that comes in handy, talent,
with that mild-mannered goat vibe that breaks down your sanity, dick, carall, pissu.
Dry mouth, burning body, shifting into fifth gear, of the clit,
she loves it rough, no kid-glove treatment, dot for dot, ink, pretty, beautiful soul you serve.
Don’t come with cuckold dramas, dullard, gentle ox,
here the lung beats hard, it's pure momentum, rich pinch, heavy stroke, punch.
Take off the rags, get naked as you came into the world, according to Satan's land,
'cause the night is long and the touch is deep. Scram, take the sheets.
Get in the dance, rub skin against hair, pull out, put in, go, drop, beautiful,
she wants fire, you give her the honey.
That serious fuck, no fronting or fancy airs,
sweating through the jersey, stretching the seams, sweet, light, ripe.
You say you love but you wanna bite the flesh, thirst, burns, priest,
fucking hard until the mattress squeaks and drives away the meat.
Bodies spin, sweat dripping on the floor,
this is raw sex, pure fire in the pulse
And after the bang, there's the heavy breath and exhaustion,
her leaning on your chest, begging for another hug.
But you know the vice instantly pulls another round,
when the bitch is lit and the tide doesn't recede.
It's you and her, a damn good, heavy fuck,
with the dick hitting the ceiling and morale high as hell.
Alright, what's in the soul and in the bed has been said,
who's got the stamina, fucks and doesn't complain!
