Sofa, Pt. 2

She climb on top, ride me like the autobahn
 No worries, fret not, I won't make you wait too long
 4 am on the dot, I'm still going strong
 And you know, you know, this your favorite song
 Sit right here is what I told her
 I feel the liquor taking over
 She got her legs wrapped round my shoulders
 She turned my face into a sofa
 Fell in love with bad boy
 Know a bad boy be your last choice
 Kiss between your thighs now your ass moist
 Ain't no half steppin call me Ash Ketchum, I'll turn your squirtle to a blastoise
 Started off strangers, spotted you from a distance
 Something felt different
 Maybe I'm trippin
 Or the liquor I'm sippin, got me having visions
 Of a fairytale ending
 Turn my face to a sofa, Turn my bed to a kitchen
 I was fed-up with women
 Probably poisoned by the pimpin
 Won't give the specifics
 Love Exotic positions, exotic women and exotic dishes
 Pussy finger licking, I ain't bullshittin
 Gave her good D like Scottie Pippen
 Imma dive in it, shit I think I'm drowning
 Think the neighbors heard, I told her be quiet
 Swim between thighs into my favorite island
 You deserve a Grammy Emmy Oscar & a Heisman
 God Damn
 She climb on top, ride me like the autobahn
 No worries, fret not, I won't make you wait too long
 4 am on the dot, I'm still going strong
 And you know, you know, this your favorite song
 Sit right here is what I told her
 I feel the liquor taking over
 She got her legs wrapped round my shoulders
 She turned my face into a sofa
 Fuck a we man you need a Heman
 Making love on the beach sand
 No itinerary, don't need plans
 You the prototype word to three grand
 If loving you is wrong then I'll be damned
 No shirt, no bra, Hell Na, don't need panties
 Hit it from the back, to back to back to back to back to back to back, that's a Stuttering Stanley
 Never leave you alone no Orphan Annie
 Kissing on your breast & gripping on your fanny
 Fuck a Instagram, that na not yo man, you need a macho man, girl I think I'm Randy
 I'm about that action, you'll see what I'm packing
 I'm never slacking & I'm never lacking
 We can make a movie but I'm never acting
 Need satisfaction I'm like Michael Jackson
 Hell yea, Hit her with that smooth talking
 She hop on top & ride it backwards, whatcha call that? Moonwalking
 She climb on top, ride me like the autobahn
 No worries, fret not, I won't make you wait too long
 4 am on the dot, I'm still going strong
 And you know, you know, this your favorite song
 Sit right here is what I told her
 I feel the liquor taking over
 She got her legs wrapped round my shoulders
 She turned my face into a sofa