| Song | Stapleton Sex - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Ghostface Killah |
| Album | Ghostdini Wizard Of Poetry In Emerald City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coles, Coppin, Matthews | |
| You can put my dick in your mouth and play with my nuts | |
| But before I bust, babe, I think I'll cum in your butt | |
| I got my, gun on the floor and I'm ready to **** | |
| Like it's nothing, it's nothing | |
| Yo my, face is wet, got hair on my tongue | |
| 'Cause I'mma greedy nigga, absorb pussy juice like a sponge | |
| Feel the pretty warm dick, rub it on your clit | |
| Oh, right before I bust I spray it on your tits | |
| Switch you over, throw you to the side with one leg up | |
| See the head slide in your hole, he stay up | |
| Dick all shiny, helmet head bulging, smack it on your tooshie | |
| When I hear the it's wet and it's gooshy | |
| From behind I'm a master mind, hundred fast ones | |
| And slow it up because I know how to **** | |
| Keep your pussy right there don't move, ooh | |
| Holla at your boy, baby, do what it do | |
| I love ****ing you, your pussy's the bomb | |
| Think about ****ing this shit all day when I'm gone | |
| Get up, suck that dick, spit on it, slob on that shit | |
| More bubbles at the knob of that shit | |
| It's my word you's a whore, taste good, right? | |
| Turn around, get on all four | |
| You pulling my hair, shut the **** up | |
| Why you ****ing me like that? Shut the **** up | |
| This ain't no R 'n' B dick, this hood | |
| My slow jam dick is on Thursday's, if my sugar high | |
| My dick don't get up, you know I'm the best | |
| Just shut your mouth up like you under arrest | |
| I'm ready to cum, you ready to cum | |
| Yeah, keep it right there, oh, my gosh, my pussy is numb | |
| Okay, just rub it up against your hole | |
| Put your thumb in your mouth and **** me real slow | |
| Look at me, yeah baby, I'ma let that go | |
| Tell me you love me, I love you, baby, oh, oh | |
| Oh shit, don't touch me, don't touch me | |
| I said don't touch me, man, | |
| Chill, let me get a cigarette, you don't smoke, nigga | |
| Oh yeah, I forgot, I love when you **** me like that | |
| I'ma go put up some work at the studio, though | |
| But when I get back have a little nurse outfit on | |
| With the hat to the side so I can bend you over | |
| In that little desk we got in the room | |
| In your thigh highs, word up and I'ma stop at the adult store | |
| And get one of them little screaming O's | |
| So you can sit your little clit on it and just | |
| Let it buzz off all day know what I'm saying, ma? | |
| I'ma get the nine and move |
| zuo qu : Coles, Coppin, Matthews | |
| You can put my dick in your mouth and play with my nuts | |
| But before I bust, babe, I think I' ll cum in your butt | |
| I got my, gun on the floor and I' m ready to | |
| Like it' s nothing, it' s nothing | |
| Yo my, face is wet, got hair on my tongue | |
| ' Cause I' mma greedy nigga, absorb pussy juice like a sponge | |
| Feel the pretty warm dick, rub it on your clit | |
| Oh, right before I bust I spray it on your tits | |
| Switch you over, throw you to the side with one leg up | |
| See the head slide in your hole, he stay up | |
| Dick all shiny, helmet head bulging, smack it on your tooshie | |
| When I hear the it' s wet and it' s gooshy | |
| From behind I' m a master mind, hundred fast ones | |
| And slow it up because I know how to | |
| Keep your pussy right there don' t move, ooh | |
| Holla at your boy, baby, do what it do | |
| I love ing you, your pussy' s the bomb | |
| Think about ing this shit all day when I' m gone | |
| Get up, suck that dick, spit on it, slob on that shit | |
| More bubbles at the knob of that shit | |
| It' s my word you' s a whore, taste good, right? | |
| Turn around, get on all four | |
| You pulling my hair, shut the up | |
| Why you ing me like that? Shut the up | |
| This ain' t no R ' n' B dick, this hood | |
| My slow jam dick is on Thursday' s, if my sugar high | |
| My dick don' t get up, you know I' m the best | |
| Just shut your mouth up like you under arrest | |
| I' m ready to cum, you ready to cum | |
| Yeah, keep it right there, oh, my gosh, my pussy is numb | |
| Okay, just rub it up against your hole | |
| Put your thumb in your mouth and me real slow | |
| Look at me, yeah baby, I' ma let that go | |
| Tell me you love me, I love you, baby, oh, oh | |
| Oh shit, don' t touch me, don' t touch me | |
| I said don' t touch me, man, | |
| Chill, let me get a cigarette, you don' t smoke, nigga | |
| Oh yeah, I forgot, I love when you me like that | |
| I' ma go put up some work at the studio, though | |
| But when I get back have a little nurse outfit on | |
| With the hat to the side so I can bend you over | |
| In that little desk we got in the room | |
| In your thigh highs, word up and I' ma stop at the adult store | |
| And get one of them little screaming O' s | |
| So you can sit your little clit on it and just | |
| Let it buzz off all day know what I' m saying, ma? | |
| I' ma get the nine and move |
| zuò qǔ : Coles, Coppin, Matthews | |
| You can put my dick in your mouth and play with my nuts | |
| But before I bust, babe, I think I' ll cum in your butt | |
| I got my, gun on the floor and I' m ready to | |
| Like it' s nothing, it' s nothing | |
| Yo my, face is wet, got hair on my tongue | |
| ' Cause I' mma greedy nigga, absorb pussy juice like a sponge | |
| Feel the pretty warm dick, rub it on your clit | |
| Oh, right before I bust I spray it on your tits | |
| Switch you over, throw you to the side with one leg up | |
| See the head slide in your hole, he stay up | |
| Dick all shiny, helmet head bulging, smack it on your tooshie | |
| When I hear the it' s wet and it' s gooshy | |
| From behind I' m a master mind, hundred fast ones | |
| And slow it up because I know how to | |
| Keep your pussy right there don' t move, ooh | |
| Holla at your boy, baby, do what it do | |
| I love ing you, your pussy' s the bomb | |
| Think about ing this shit all day when I' m gone | |
| Get up, suck that dick, spit on it, slob on that shit | |
| More bubbles at the knob of that shit | |
| It' s my word you' s a whore, taste good, right? | |
| Turn around, get on all four | |
| You pulling my hair, shut the up | |
| Why you ing me like that? Shut the up | |
| This ain' t no R ' n' B dick, this hood | |
| My slow jam dick is on Thursday' s, if my sugar high | |
| My dick don' t get up, you know I' m the best | |
| Just shut your mouth up like you under arrest | |
| I' m ready to cum, you ready to cum | |
| Yeah, keep it right there, oh, my gosh, my pussy is numb | |
| Okay, just rub it up against your hole | |
| Put your thumb in your mouth and me real slow | |
| Look at me, yeah baby, I' ma let that go | |
| Tell me you love me, I love you, baby, oh, oh | |
| Oh shit, don' t touch me, don' t touch me | |
| I said don' t touch me, man, | |
| Chill, let me get a cigarette, you don' t smoke, nigga | |
| Oh yeah, I forgot, I love when you me like that | |
| I' ma go put up some work at the studio, though | |
| But when I get back have a little nurse outfit on | |
| With the hat to the side so I can bend you over | |
| In that little desk we got in the room | |
| In your thigh highs, word up and I' ma stop at the adult store | |
| And get one of them little screaming O' s | |
| So you can sit your little clit on it and just | |
| Let it buzz off all day know what I' m saying, ma? | |
| I' ma get the nine and move |