Humping Lyrics
Tickles turn to wrestles, I'll wrestle 'til I'm pinned
Your body on top, I'm acting submissive
Give it a minute to, bask in the glow of you
Strike back, switch positions; now I'm over you
But I'm not over you, horizontal admirer
Hear a knock at the door, but it's blocked, locked, and we're quieter
One had on your mouth and the other headed inside of your; (heavy breath)
It's getting harder to keep the silence up
Physical tension at all-time height;
Tryna see it all fall in this bed by tonight
Lines scratched in the walls from your nails;
Like an inmate of love counting time in your cell
Like I'm Adam to your Eve eating fruit to rebel;
Like (what what) What's a garden to some loving?
Like (what what) What's dry to a spell?
Like (what what) What's better than dry humping?