Closure

You were stalling at first, now I'm all in your skirt
We don't stop if it hurts, you gonna call in to work
Come and earn this position, I'm your new boss
I'm a chef in your kitchen, this that new sauce
Yuh, yuh, bon apetit
Yuh, yuh come closer to me
We can bone on our feet, or we can soak up the sheets
I can hold up your weave while you're throating the D
I can hold up your legs while I stroke in your pool
Hold up, your phone, no wait it's cool
That's your other nigga? Man, fuck that nigga
Turn off ur phone when I'm fucking with ya

Bid on that ass, you my eBay
Drive you cray, finger fuck on the freeway
Nah, don't fight it, go down till your knees ache
Pussy diet, eating ass on my cheat days
Suck till you choke, let me bust in your throat
Hold you up, tie you down, cuffed to the post
Mouth open, eyes closed... yikes
Gag, choking, blindfold... yikes
Shit too good, I know, right
Done nosedived in a gold mine
I lick yours, you throat mine
You been craving this dick the whole night

Touch it, taste it, rub it, ride it
You cant take it, fucking lying



Credits
Writer(s): Shua Ashton
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