Juices Draup (Ft. Sade)

Hey bae

Whats up

Juices on my face I used to feel it was forbidden
Consenting we adults with no toys we ain't kidding
Kudos on ya skin ill throw you on a cone for lickin
You my ice cream beauty in my vision let me kiss it

Made me really want you now I need you like the lean
Breast got my name you put me on the team you the queen
Hug me witcha legs yeah I make ya body scream
Rub ya back as I hit it from the back feel the cream

Drippin as you ride doing ninety on the dick
We dont fuck wit pornhub we made about forty flicks
You can never be my bitch I hold you to a higher standard
You my goddess im a god type of energy we channel

You on my mental mantel my peace when I slide through
Lit them scented candles we got right into round two
Sober feelin every thang

Ya love I get drunk to ya presence I got high to can’t help when I touch you
We dont even fuck our feelings won't allow it
Somebody always hear us I told you you the loudess
Gotta change sheets we gone have to change the bed too
You gotta river in you goddamn you make it soak through