Jonathan Snipes - Hot f** No Love lyrics

[Intro: Maxi Wild] So, uhh, what kinds of stuff are you into? That's a bit forward, isn't it? Mmm, well, maybe you could come back to mine if you want Well, you know, if you want to get really dirty [Verse 1: Daveed Diggs] Finger on the bu*ton That Cold War threat Finger on the bu*ton Got that lover in a cold sweat Finger on the bu*ton Finger in a bu*t Unbu*ton blouse from bottom up Top off, pop that Drop that like it's hot Pocket full of that wet wet Get wet Are you wet, yet? Let that wet get On him Rim licking likely Like lollipop Like you naughty, b**h Don't act like you forgot Wait What's your name? What's your sign? What's your number? What's your type? Face about Face it now Face her in the mirror Watch that a** go, that a** go What you let go of that a** fo', that a** fo'? Hundred years into makin' nice How we ain't gon' lick that a**? Oh sh**, he is Take that finger out and drop it to the damn floor Damn, oh Damage to the dental dam Dentyne fine He like a lot of bite when he grind [Bridge: Maxi Wild] Mmm, yeah, I think we should get out of here soon Uh huh I'll bet you're good at that, aren't you? Look at that pretty mouth Now, that's just a bit wrong, isn't it? [Verse 2: Cakes da k**a] A b**h like me only f** with freaks Wooden paddle on bare cheeks Side-saddle when I ride the beat Hot golden showers on white sheets Deep throatin' with no teeth Rockin' studded collar with a leather leash Spin cycle, rinse, then repeat And the Cake's fast, so come get a piece Thirst trap 'fore I split that Snapchat till yourself get a pic of the dick back Warm it up, serve it up when I freak that Fresh palate if you really tryin' to eat that Glory hole, ha, k**a really peep that Ribbed, feelin' like the scene from the snapback Nibble on a n***a, bite back Sugar cane and honeycombs every time a n***a taste that b**h, I'm only here to state facts Check his hands till they grab, grab, grab for the chitchat Really wanna come and get that We can meet up in the telly if you're ready for a rematch I'm holstered up, sippin' iced tea A little amnesia, where's your wifey? And I got him open, strokin', pricey Cause to get this hot spot I gotta stay icy (Oooh) Sloppy head all in your backseat Let me lick your sack while we're listening to Ca**ie You know I'm tryin' to make it nasty And the n***as that I f** be the type that's tryna bash me Papa[?] thugs tryna smash me Look, I'm'a make it hot Chewing up on my a**cheeks I'm just playing, y'all, I'm cla**y Straight swerve on a n***a if he really tryna gas me [Bridge: Maxi Wild] You know, I do have really pretty feet And maybe I can just rub them all over you Yeah, I couldn't that tell you were that type Mhmm [Verse 3: Daveed Diggs] Too hard to hold, ride it Too wet to touch, don't try it Slide in, inch by a mile Take it with a smile Bind to defiling When you say your child's play is No kids allowed And know this, their shouts is no match for fists And this snatch and grab, it's The steel, the seal is too much You want it, don't touch Your loving on such and such And so what is love? It's just frame of mind And boxed in by s** It's toxic The singe is intoxicating And all the waiting and masturbating The dick is chafing Where's the lotion? Wear the thong you like, you in motion Not too emotional, please Not to worry, you trying to please No love, not now Fot f**, hop down Off your high horse co*k cray, jockey Stopwatch, co*k bang Jack, he, he s** You come, these nuts So numb, so dead Mo' head, mo' head, mo' head, mo' head, mo' mo' wet Every minute make a motherf**er work for it f** it if another motherf**er's hurt for it Stuck in a concussion but the headboard bang Better slam that cane like Kane, and he prayin' For the white sticky licky Got him on a sticky wicket with it Wishing it was ready Wet it up and ride again And in a minute of intimacy, go 'head and pull it out And when you finish, tell the b**h to get up out of your house [Outro: Maxi Wild] Yeah, don't worry I don't expect you to call me next week, not after this Hot f** No love Hot f** No love