Sir Mike Tallon, PhD - Bedtime [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
On bedspreads, she spreads for head, gets wet
My lips wet, lick slips west and splits your lips
And twitches and flips and flips, toes twist and it cringes
I twist tits and grip hips, double the speed, then triplicate
Try to push me to get from it but continuously licking it
Till you blissfully finish it, then you get on your mark and get set
Go down on me like you've long lost and found me
Like I was Robert Downey LOL bobbing up and down on me
Sucking out the calories, suction that's empowering
Pumping with your hand on me while I wonder all my fantasies
Now I'm just not handling myself, acting animalistically
I thrust you down and proceed to fuck you hourly

[Verse 2]
I want to stick my dick inside that shit, grab you by the ribs
And hold you, pressure applied to it, glide through it
And probe you with my pool stick to load you, plow you
Bite you, bet you bitch you liked when I abused it
Twice now inside I bruised it, my shit is hotter
Than a hot air balloon is, my balloon zooms in
Rough up ya stuff ya, girly, you prefer meat
And I prefer turkey, hours early
Orgasms: ours thirty, enormous basket, Dunkin
Humping, showers turning on the faucet, fucking tubbing
And pound her dirty mound of which the surface is burning
For another round of hunchin', scrunch my munchkin in
Plump pumpernickel while I tickle your nipple and clit
While your pumpkin bounce, my dagger cause a ouch
And stab her on the couch
And slap her in the mouth, after I climb out
My sword in the sheath beats like a beast, livid
She starts to cry, I lick it