Hot Fuck No Love - clipping., Cakes Da Killa, Maxi Wild

Hot Fuck No Love - clipping., Cakes Da Killa, Maxi Wild

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2021
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`angielski`
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Hot Fuck No Love

clipping., Cakes Da Killa, Maxi Wild

So, uh, what kinds of stuff are you into?

That’s a bit forward, isn’t it?

Mmm, well, maybe you could come back to mine if you want

Well, you know, if you want to get really dirty

Finger on the button, that Cold War threat

Finger on the button got that lover in a cold sweat

Finger on the button, finger in a butt

Unbutton blouse from bottom up, top off, pop that

Drop that like it’s hot, pocket full of that wet wet

Get wet, are you wet, yet?

Let that wet get

On him, rim licking likely, like lollipop

Like you naughty, bitch, don’t act like you forgot

Wait, what’s your name?

What’s your sign?

What’s your number?

What’s your type?

Face, about, face it now, face her in the mirror

Watch that ass go, that ass go

What you let go of that ass fo', that ass fo'?

Hundred years into makin' nice, how he ain’t gon' lick that ass?

Oh shit, he is, take that finger out and drop it to the damn floor

Damn, oh, damage to the dental dam

Dentata fine, he like a lot of bite when he grind

Mmm, yeah, I think we should get out of here soon, uh huh

I’ll bet you’re good at that, aren’t you?

Look at that pretty mouth

Now, that’s just a bit wrong, isn’t it?

A bitch like me only fuck with freaks

Wooden paddle on bare cheeks

Side-saddle when I ride the beat

Hot golden showers on white sheets

Deep throatin' with no teeth

Rock a studded collar with a leather leash

Spin cycle, rinse, then repeat

And the Cake’s fast, so come get a piece

Thirst trap 'fore I split that

Snapchat to yourself, get a pic of the dick back

Warm it up, serve it up when I freak that

Fresh palate if you really tryin' to eat that

Glory hole, ha, Killa really peep that

Ribbed, feelin' like the scene from the snapback

Nibble on a nigga, bite back

Sugar cane and Honeycombs every time a nigga taste that

Bitch, I’m only here to state facts

Check his hands till they grab, grab, grab for the chitchat

Really wanna come and get that

We can meet up in the telly if you’re ready for a rematch

I’m holstered up, sippin' iced tea

A little amnesia, where’s your wifey?

And I got him open, strokin', pricey

Cause to get this hot spot I gotta stay icy (Oooh)

Sloppy head all in your backseat

Let me lick your sack while we’re listening to Cassie

You know I’m tryin' to make it nasty

And the niggas that I fuck be the type that’s tryna bash me

Papa thugs tryna smash me

Look, I’m’a make it hot, you a nut on my asscheeks

I’m just playing, y’all, I’m classy

Straight swerve on a nigga if he really tryna gas me

You know, I do have really pretty feet and maybe I can just rub them all over

you.

Yeah, I couldn’t tell that you were that type.

Mhmm

Too hard to hold, ride it

Too wet to touch, don’t try it, slide in

Inch by a mile, take it with a smile

Bind to defiling, when you say it’s child’s play, it’s

No kids allowed and know this, their shouts is no match for fists

And this snatch and grab, it’s the steel, the seal is too much

You want it, don’t touch, your loving on such and such

And so what is love?

It’s just frame of mind

And boxed in by sex, it’s toxic

The scent is intoxicating and all the waiting and masturbating

The dick is chafing, where’s the lotion?

Wear the thong you like, you in motion

Not too emotional, please, not to worry, you trying to please

No love, not now, hot fuck, hop down off your high horse

Cock cray, jockey, stopwatch, cock bang, jack, he, he suck

You come, these nuts, so numb, so dead

Mo' head, mo' head, mo' head, mo' head, mo' Moet

Every minute make a motherfucker work for it

Fuck it if another motherfucker’s hurt for it

Stuck in a concussion but the headboard bang

Better slam that cane like Kane, and he prayin'

For the white sticky licky got him on a sticky wicket with it

Wishing it was ready wet it up and ride again

And in a minute of intimacy, go 'head and pull it out

And when you finish, tell the bitch to get up out of your house

Yeah, don’t worry.

I don’t expect you to call me next week, not after this

Hot fuck!

(No love)

Hot fuck!

(No love)

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