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Hook Yeah, the clock keep spinnin', but we ain't finishin' the round Stamina zero, you gon' hear that tap-out sound. Body look like war zone, sheets look like a crime scene We done passed sunrise, doin' things they only dream mean. I'ma drain your battery, you gon' leave me on E Wake up, stretch it out, and we gon' repeat, guarantee. Verse 1: Yo, late night called and now the sun is confused We been goin' since dinner, ain't got a damn thing to lose. Pillows lookin' frantic, my voice is gettin' rough 'Cause every time you climax, you tellin' me, "Not enough!" Got that grip strength, yeah, you been holdin' on tight Screamin' my damn name in the middle of the night. I'm lookin' at your pupils, dilated, in a blur Sensory overload, ain't no damn word for her. But the catch is wild, when she lookin' all mean She hit me with them soft lips, the nastiest I seen. I'm the trigger-man, yeah, the one who make the earth quake I turn your whole damn bedroom into a tidal wave. Sweat pourin' down your back, skin lookin' all slick I whisper in your ear: "Don't you dare quit, you quick trick." Hook : Yeah, the clock keep spinnin', but we ain't finishin' the round Stamina zero, you gon' hear that tap-out sound. Body look like war zone, sheets look like a crime scene We done passed sunrise, doin' things they only dream mean. I'ma drain your battery, you gon' leave me on E Wake up, stretch it out, and we gon' repeat, guarantee. Verse 2: You sayin' "Stop," but your hips ain't hearin' the word Your body's a liar, the sexiest I ever heard. I'm the one who put the fear in your pretty damn eyes When I hit that spot, you meetin' God in the skies. Over-sensational, yeah, that's my damn specialty Givin' you a feeling that break your reality. You got that tremor, baby, you start to lose control I'm watchin' you tap-out, I'm claimin' your damn soul. You came so many times, you don't even know the count Lookin' at the clock, like "Damn, we only had one mount?" (Scoffs) But you wearin' me down too, I gotta be straight facts Your mouth is a weapon, givin' me heart attacks. You're the GOAT of this bedroom, the heavyweight champ But right now you just a whisper, under this heavy lamp. You know the deal, though, baby, this the one true ritual Exhaustion is the foreplay for this mutual visual. Verse 3: Hold up, gotta rewind, the tables always turn She got her own agenda, this ain't a one-sided burn. I thought I had the gas tank, full throttle, ready to ride Then she flipped the script, put my ego deep inside. Yeah, she got that mouth game that's a damn supernova Make you forget your own name, make the whole night over. She a siren on the body, movin' with that perfect flow Make me bite the damn sheets, whisperin' "Take it slow!" Her grip is a vice, her rhythm is precise control She takes what she wants, she ain't askin' for a poll. I'm lookin' at the ceiling, tryna catch a solid breath She an assassin, baby, starvin' me to death. That deep-sea dive, yeah, that's her final power move I go from the aggressor to the tapped-out groove. My legs start to shake, I'm runnin' on low juice She look me in the eye, sayin', "What's your excuse?" I'm droppin' my armor, I'm throwin' in the damn towel It's the best damn loss, yeah, I'm exhausted and proud Outro: (Sound of two people panting, bodies hitting the mattress heavily) Her Voice (Whispering, dominant): You said you couldn't be stopped... Look at your hands... Rapper (Gasping): I'm... tap... I'm out, damn it... You win the belt tonight... Her Voice (Scoffs): Yeah, we both did, baby. Now move over. (Sound of heavy, dead weight shifting) We ain't gettin' dressed... We ain't movin'... She just kissed me with them soft-ass lips... and took my damn soul. That's that mutual destruction... See you in two hours... We got a new record to break...
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Hook Yeah, the clock keep spinnin', but we ain't finishin' the round Stamina zero, you gon' hear that tap-out sound. Body look like war zone, sheets look like a crime scene We done passed sunrise, doin' things they only dream mean. I'ma drain your battery, you gon' leave me on E Wake up, stretch it out, and we gon' repeat, guarantee. Verse 1: Yo, late night called and now the sun is confused We been goin' since dinner, ain't got a damn thing to lose. Pillows lookin' frantic, my voice is gettin' rough 'Cause every time you climax, you tellin' me, "Not enough!" Got that grip strength, yeah, you been holdin' on tight Screamin' my damn name in the middle of the night. I'm lookin' at your pupils, dilated, in a blur Sensory overload, ain't no damn word for her. But the catch is wild, when she lookin' all mean She hit me with them soft lips, the nastiest I seen. I'm the trigger-man, yeah, the one who make the earth quake I turn your whole damn bedroom into a tidal wave. Sweat pourin' down your back, skin lookin' all slick I whisper in your ear: "Don't you dare quit, you quick trick." Hook : Yeah, the clock keep spinnin', but we ain't finishin' the round Stamina zero, you gon' hear that tap-out sound. Body look like war zone, sheets look like a crime scene We done passed sunrise, doin' things they only dream mean. I'ma drain your battery, you gon' leave me on E Wake up, stretch it out, and we gon' repeat, guarantee. Verse 2: You sayin' "Stop," but your hips ain't hearin' the word Your body's a liar, the sexiest I ever heard. I'm the one who put the fear in your pretty damn eyes When I hit that spot, you meetin' God in the skies. Over-sensational, yeah, that's my damn specialty Givin' you a feeling that break your reality. You got that tremor, baby, you start to lose control I'm watchin' you tap-out, I'm claimin' your damn soul. You came so many times, you don't even know the count Lookin' at the clock, like "Damn, we only had one mount?" (Scoffs) But you wearin' me down too, I gotta be straight facts Your mouth is a weapon, givin' me heart attacks. You're the GOAT of this bedroom, the heavyweight champ But right now you just a whisper, under this heavy lamp. You know the deal, though, baby, this the one true ritual Exhaustion is the foreplay for this mutual visual. Verse 3: Hold up, gotta rewind, the tables always turn She got her own agenda, this ain't a one-sided burn. I thought I had the gas tank, full throttle, ready to ride Then she flipped the script, put my ego deep inside. Yeah, she got that mouth game that's a damn supernova Make you forget your own name, make the whole night over. She a siren on the body, movin' with that perfect flow Make me bite the damn sheets, whisperin' "Take it slow!" Her grip is a vice, her rhythm is precise control She takes what she wants, she ain't askin' for a poll. I'm lookin' at the ceiling, tryna catch a solid breath She an assassin, baby, starvin' me to death. That deep-sea dive, yeah, that's her final power move I go from the aggressor to the tapped-out groove. My legs start to shake, I'm runnin' on low juice She look me in the eye, sayin', "What's your excuse?" I'm droppin' my armor, I'm throwin' in the damn towel It's the best damn loss, yeah, I'm exhausted and proud Outro: (Sound of two people panting, bodies hitting the mattress heavily) Her Voice (Whispering, dominant): You said you couldn't be stopped... Look at your hands... Rapper (Gasping): I'm... tap... I'm out, damn it... You win the belt tonight... Her Voice (Scoffs): Yeah, we both did, baby. Now move over. (Sound of heavy, dead weight shifting) We ain't gettin' dressed... We ain't movin'... She just kissed me with them soft-ass lips... and took my damn soul. That's that mutual destruction... See you in two hours... We got a new record to break...
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