Foggy

I've been gone for so long
I don't feel like going home
You should come pick me up
In that nice Benz truck
White Foreign, Red Guts
Type to mess your head up
Clouded judgements, fed up
Window pain, you've had enough
In the front seat
Really shotgun riding
At the red light
I went apple bobbing
Windows gettin foggy
Ain't no way to hide it
Got you in the front seat
Got you down on your knees
Fuck me so hard
Hit my head on onstar
Don't care where we park
But I need your love
Fuck me so hard
Hit my head on onstar
Don't care where we park
But I need your love
But I need your love
Yeah I need your love
Yeah I need your love
Feel your hands wrap around my neck
My hearts pumping out my chest
Feel the sweat drip down my back
Can't wait for what happens next
Skin to skin, no latex
This the part when
We both climax (uh)
In the front seat
Really shotgun riding
At the red light
I went apple bobbing
Windows gettin foggy
Ain't no way to hide it
Got you in the front seat
Got you down on your knees
Fuck me so hard
Hit my head on onstar
Don't care where we park
But I need your love
Fuck me so hard
Hit my head on onstar
Don't care where we park
But I need your love
But I need your love
Yeah I need your love
Yeah I need your love