Edward McMann - Bentley Lyrics

Mulsanne, she gone ride it like a Bentley, yeah
Insane with the brain go gently, go gently, uh
Only reason she came was so she could vent to me
Call out to god when she cum even though the devil sent me, he sent me
Baby can you feel it
Now say you love me like you mean it, you meant it
Got me all up in my feelings
The way you f*ck me they can't teach can't teach it, can't teach it, no
Tongue talk got her wetter than the ocean
Sit up on my face ride my wave and my notion
Baby getting freaky now I'm rubbing in the lotion
Haters getting all up in my face like they know shit
Yeah
But you don't f*cking know shit
Your missus at my crib and she missing all her clothes shit
Try to hit and quit but she'll never let me go shit
I be on my own shit
Money's mine to blow shit
Heard she got a man so I know she won't expose shit
Shake my other hand get to stripping off your robe shit
Girl put on a show bend it over touch your toes shit
But you're too fine, tryna hide you from my, bros
And she ain't in it for the money or the blow
She Snow White but it ain't dripping from her nose
I know your fairytale i show you how it goes
Got to touching on my dick watch it grow, grow, grow
Cut the function, get the whip, get in quick
Give you payback for the teasing and the pics
Got to splitting up your thighs then I lick
I might f*ck you in the kitchen yeah I'm sick
Mulsanne, she gone ride it like a Bentley
Insane with the brain go gently
Only reason she came was so she could vent to me
Call out to god when she cum even though the devil sent me, he sent me
She say the falsetto make her wet
Pull her bra strap like Geppetto I'm a vet, yeah
Buss it down imma hit it till I sweat
F*ck her ex man yeah that pussy not a threat, yeah
Now she got me tripping does she love me
Conviction in her eyes when touch me
Yeah I hit the jackpot I got lucky
Girl when I say you're beautiful just trust me
Shawty saying lick my neck, my back
Eat that thing so fat
Make me call you back
Underwear lace black
I can't handle that
Eat her up like snack
Come back for more like crack
Have you ever made love in a Bentley
Well f*ck it neither have I but don't tempt me
Over dinner baby I can serenade you
Hold you down good, Tim Duncan never trade you
Don't worry bout the bill, table manners, it's all paid for
Know you game to tango yeah you know it only take two
Girl your vibe make me wanna settle down
I ain't no Tupac, no, I don't get around
We can't do this on low girl we too loud
And when I'm going down, down, now
Mulsanne, she gone ride it like a Bentley
Insane with the brain go gently
Only reason she came was so she could vent to me
Call out to god when she cum even though the devil sent me, he sent me