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Dirty Shit

Come over tonight
I'll strap you up tight
And do what I like to you

I got vodka to the left
Whiskey on the right
A pouch of something nice to do

Put on travis scott and Kendrick
Goosebumps, comprehend it
Feel the music move you
and pray they never end it

There's a box in the drawer with some cuffs in it
Got some dice to inspire the lust in us
Where's my belt, imma wrap this round your legs, then I
Cuff you to the bed, relieve that tension right

Clawing at the sheets,
my hands spreading her cheeks
Ain�t felt this good in weeks
Tonight we will not sleep
For first we have to dance
I'll spread them lips apart
And lick up on your clit
Get ready for this dick, bitch