Sex is like math: Add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope you don't multiply.

Let's get back to the love making, Let's get back to the bed shaking.

I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing.

I might let your boy chauffeur me But he gotta eat the booty like groceries.

Girl I know you wanna You know I wanna.

She say I'm a sweeterman But she say that she don't need a man I say why don't we make an agreement then We can just fuck while we're being friends.

Girl I know you wanna, you know I wanna Yeah, she keep giving me looks.

We can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby In slow motion

Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth.

Girl I love it when you get on your knees you make me disappear like magic.