Climax

La la la la la
I-I know I can’t really sing but sometimes she just got a niga in that type of
mood tho
My two lips, on your two lips, on your two lips
Kiss you here, touch you there, now watch it drip
Ten toes curled, my two hands, around your hips
We’re so high, I hope that I, don’t lose my grip
Now close your eyes
Let’s take our time
And move a little slower
Your left ankle
My right shoulder
Come a little closer
Ooo (ooo)
So damn fine
Just one last taste
Cause I fell like I owe ya
Been flirtin online
But fuk them snaps
Girl let me show ya…
All the things I do
When you let me do
Just whatever I wanna, do.(I wanna do)
Imagination runnin wild
Fukin like it’s out a style
Got a niga gettin attached to you.(attached to you)
Keep on callin my name
Askin for a round 2
And I can’t, refuse
Got people callin my phone
I don’t wanna go home
Can I just stay, with, you?
But you only want a friend
I can’t promise I won’t push it
Cause I want you all to, my-self.(to, my)
Pretending I’m a playa
Knowin that a niga fallin
Where the hell is my shoes, god, damn.(shoes, god)
Got me out here blue, In all the wrong places, I think I need, your, help.
(need, your)
Treat the pussy like a trophy, put it on a pedestal, and leave that motherfuker
on, my, shelf.(on, my)
Huh
I ain’t have no pussy this good in a got damn while
(in a got damn while)
Get a lil taste, and never call back, never been my style
(naw that ain’t my style)
Start at your knees, suck on your inner thighs, then slide my tongue around.
(then I slide it all around)
Until I hit that spot
Then I see that ass jump
You done fuked up now
My two lips, on your two lips, on your two lips
Kiss you here, touch you there, now watch it drip
Ten toes curled, my two hands, around your hips
We’re so high, I hope that I, don’t lose my grip
But I ain’t finished
Just to get you alone
Man that’s what a niga wishin
Was talkin all on the phone
But now that don’t really cut it
I want a lil more than FaceTiming, & shit
I wanna feel it
Pussy monster for hire
Don’t fall in love with a villain
Freeballin bandit up in it
Like buried treasure the mission…
Tryna maintain composure
But damn, a niga miss it
Don’t wanna tell you I love it
But damn, a niga feel it
Damn a niga wishin
To take it to the beginnin
Feelin so hard headed
I probably shoulda listened
Now you so far away
And you got you another niga
But that won’t kill any memories
Nor, the reminiscin
So many buried emotions
And damn, I can’t forget em
Just tryna tie up my shoes
Cause damn a niga trippin
Damn a niga slippin
Done fell into a lil feelins
So I could never forget it
Forever imma remember
The way it’ll taste when
My two lips, on your two lips, on your two lips
Kiss you here, touch you there, watch it drip
Ten toes curled, my two hands, around your hips
We’re so high, I hope that I, don’t lose my grip