Talk You Through It (Feat. Flo)

I'ma keep you wet and keep you fed
With this kind of sex, we might break this bed
Oh, runnin' out of breath, hands on your neck
But you ain't gotta say 'nother word

I'ma talk you through it
Mm, I'ma talk you through it
Whoa

She keep that pussy Brazilian, soft as silk, and
You lucky I can't give you children
Don't care about no Hilton, I'll do you in the Hills, and
You ain't gotta say, not a word

I'ma talk you through it
Talk (talk to me), talk (talk to me), talk
Talk you through it, oh-I
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Whoa

I want it bad, I want it in every corner of the room, yeah
Put me on my backstroke and tell me all that you wanna do, oh
I need you in my ear sayin' what I'm tryna hear tonight (ooh)
Skin on my skin, tell me you gon' slip some' in, it's tight
Oh-ooh, yeah, where'd you learn to do that? (Learn to do that)
Put my face inside this pillow, you make me, oh-oh, yeah
If I try to tap out (tap out), put me back in my place

You better talk me through it
Talk (talk to me), talk (talk to me) talk
(I'ma) talk you through it
Talk (talk to me), talk (talk to me) talk

Take me back to third base, lemme have a taste
Know you love it when them tears roll down my leg
You can spit it in my mouth, know that you allowed
Baby, don't question
'Cause I've never had it like this
Bend it so good, arch my shit (oh)
Pussy all yours, yeah, you just the right fit
Tell me it's the best, talk that shit, while you

Talk me through it
(Talk me, talk me, oh, mm)
(I'ma) talk you through it
(Talk to me, talk, talk to me, talk)