Post Nut Sandwitch Lyrics

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)