Filthy Lyrics

sugar coated afrodesiacs
we took two with a glass of water, now we melt to liquid
dripping past slow easy access, stars clear up
she takes me for a ride like a little cowgirl with a fifth of liqour as a stirrup
as i lick up chocolate syrup, from her inside thigh
ohoaw peaches, inside i'm speachless

it's feeling filthy (2x)
her tongue in a kiss, my hands on her hips, frivolously speaking for our lips

tripping balls, dripping salt (3x) i shook her sugary legs

she doesn't ask, insisting
wondering if feel anything yet, whether or not it's hit me
slipping past any sort of velvet rope chastity
my tongue can't talk a word, no way to make this awkward in this fast city
lingerie glowing in the dark, i'll give the lace a pull
set a quicker pace, she is irreplacable

it's feeling filthy (2x)
her tongue in a kiss, my hands on her hips, frivolously speaking for our lips
tripping balls, dripping salt (3x), i shook her sugary legs