Post Nut Sandwitch
I'm sitting at the crib
An I'm itching for a nut
I need bitch
That understands
What I want
We gonna fuck
For at least thirty mins
Don't tell me to hurry up an cum
I decide when it ends
You say finish inside
I say not tonight
I want it allover your face
Even though the pussy's tight
I quickly pull out
An shoot my load
Its a big one
Even though I say
I have a chode
You know what time it is
Imma about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
So were finished
An where laying on the bed
I say damn
I could go for some
Lunch meat
Between some bread
I don't know
If she got the hint
I'm pretty sure she will
When my stomach
Starts grumbling (ya)
I start to get concerned
Cause she seems unfazed
I need a sandwich an a cigarette
After the sex capade
She says don't worry
I came prepared
Not to just get laid
Holy fuck delivery driver
At the door with the subway
You know what time it is
I'm about to make you shout
You know what happens after this
Were gonna have to order out
You know what time it is
Imma about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
How'd she no
How'd she get its so right
Lettuce pickles an banana peppers
They hit so right
Tuna fish
Cause she only eats my meat
I definitely want her in this bed
Every night not each week (Uh)
She's always prepared
An she never cares
Thirty bucks
Here an there
Maybe more damn (uh)
I got a sugar momma
If this doesn't work out fuck it
Ya I guess it just karma
She folds my laundry
An I fold her like origami
oh shit I'm about to nut again
From the sloppy toppy
Better get the condiments ready
Cause you no what time it is
I'm about to eat another
Post nut sandwich (uh)
You know what time it is
I'm about to make you shout
You know what happens after this
Were gonna have to order out
You know what time it is
I'm about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
So I'm nice an drained
An my stomachs stuffed
An she feels the same for today
I think we had enough
I hope she back tomorrow
For another couple rounds
I got the the shit in fridge
So ya she's down (ha)
She likes it when I go down
She got that goods that I crave
Sparks going off in the bedroom
Like we at a rave
Think I'm in love
Cause she what's some food
After she cums
Never gonna leave this girl man
Think she is the one
(Dillon)
An I'm itching for a nut
I need bitch
That understands
What I want
We gonna fuck
For at least thirty mins
Don't tell me to hurry up an cum
I decide when it ends
You say finish inside
I say not tonight
I want it allover your face
Even though the pussy's tight
I quickly pull out
An shoot my load
Its a big one
Even though I say
I have a chode
You know what time it is
Imma about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
So were finished
An where laying on the bed
I say damn
I could go for some
Lunch meat
Between some bread
I don't know
If she got the hint
I'm pretty sure she will
When my stomach
Starts grumbling (ya)
I start to get concerned
Cause she seems unfazed
I need a sandwich an a cigarette
After the sex capade
She says don't worry
I came prepared
Not to just get laid
Holy fuck delivery driver
At the door with the subway
You know what time it is
I'm about to make you shout
You know what happens after this
Were gonna have to order out
You know what time it is
Imma about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
How'd she no
How'd she get its so right
Lettuce pickles an banana peppers
They hit so right
Tuna fish
Cause she only eats my meat
I definitely want her in this bed
Every night not each week (Uh)
She's always prepared
An she never cares
Thirty bucks
Here an there
Maybe more damn (uh)
I got a sugar momma
If this doesn't work out fuck it
Ya I guess it just karma
She folds my laundry
An I fold her like origami
oh shit I'm about to nut again
From the sloppy toppy
Better get the condiments ready
Cause you no what time it is
I'm about to eat another
Post nut sandwich (uh)
You know what time it is
I'm about to make you shout
You know what happens after this
Were gonna have to order out
You know what time it is
I'm about to get my nut
You know what happens after this
Imma need me some lunch
So I'm nice an drained
An my stomachs stuffed
An she feels the same for today
I think we had enough
I hope she back tomorrow
For another couple rounds
I got the the shit in fridge
So ya she's down (ha)
She likes it when I go down
She got that goods that I crave
Sparks going off in the bedroom
Like we at a rave
Think I'm in love
Cause she what's some food
After she cums
Never gonna leave this girl man
Think she is the one
(Dillon)
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Writer(s): Dillon Ramm
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