Wetter/Cuff It (Freestyle) Lyrics

We been doing good let's not fuck up the night

Only thing on my mind is us fucking tonight

Throw on something I like

Plug up the lights

Give the camera some action

Something like Spike

Singing like Adina soon as I get in between her

In her panties and her TShirt looking like a dessert

Now gotta eat her feed her tease her

EeErr EeErr Until she squirt look

Hands on the table slow penetrating

Both legs shaking I don't think she gon make it

Body like Megan, mouth like hers

Ain't nobody better no sir

Took her for a ride and we tipping so slow

No GPS cuz she been here before

Don't fuck up my sheets they silky fasho

Freak in the sheets but act innocent tho

Head game crazy legitimate throat

Stretching her out got her ligaments sore

We intimate oh, she into it so

She dripping on me like her outfit is dope

She wanna see God & that's on the agenda

Screaming Oh God from the way that I bend her

Wanna find love but it's hard to be gentle

Guarding her heart but ain't guarding her nipples

You, me, whip cream

Hand cuffs, silk sheets

Baby don't tempt me I swear it could all be so simple

She throwing it back got my thumb on her dimple

Hand on her neck cuz I know what she into

Throwing it back to the rhythm of this instrumental

Now she feeling all sentimental