CQL - Sex Drive (New Mercedes) Lyrics

Sex drive like a new Mercedes (Yuh)
Hit the gas
Pussy got me going crazy (Yah)
Hear her gasp
Watch her pupils dilating (Huh)
Teaching class
Split you open like it's mutilating (Huh)
Going fast
I want the back-breaking, bed shaking
Earthquake like it's Haiti (Yuh)
I want to slap that ass
While you're gyrating (Yuh)
I hit the jab with my dick
Pussy lubricating us
She can knock me out
With a kiss
Good communicating hun
We can make a flick (Action)
Improv rated X, X, X script
She knows where the pen-is
Ink mixed with red lips
She works the stick shift
Ambidextrous
Wears my hands like a necklace
Holding hands, that's connection
Fell in love with the bestest
Pick you up and pin you to the wall like asbestos
Make a racket with the balls
Hold that cup, tennis
Swallow me whole
Cause I'm not trying to reach your eggs (Scramble)
But baby you can eat the breakfast that I made (Cooking, Yum)
Clean up aisle 69, need a maid (Dirty)
Made for each other, f*ck until we're 99
F*ck the rubbers, tearing up the pillow covers
Probably gonna die in your pussy
Tell God that we're coming (We're coming)
Ate you out like Last Supper
Last breath, hearts flutter, cardiac arrest
You got it bad screaming Yeah!
Like we're Usher
Loving lana backwards
Spell it and tell the Pastor
Hammertime, Asgard
Sex drive like a new Mercedes (Yuh, Vroom)
Hit the gas (Bang, Bang)
Pussy got me going crazy (Yah, Water)
Hear her gasp
Watch her pupils dilating (Huh, Haha)
Teaching class (Huh)
Split you open like it's mutilating (Huh, What)
Going fast
Aye, aye, aye, keep it going, aye
Sex toys and the lingerie
F*cking you good and all day
Rose petals don't start with me
Imma play you like an arcade
F*ck you in the back of my car
Hands up in the air and touch the stars
Double-stuffed cream in your oreo
Yeah, we're hungrier than Wario