Feet To The Celing Lyrics - Plies

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[Chorus:]
I got her feet to the ceiling [x9]

[Verse 1:]
I'm standin up in her
I'm droppin nothin but dickin her
Got me on that XO tonight so I'm a long dickher
Hard like a roll of quarters
I got that long in her
Legs in the air and I'm hittin that pussy the dead center
Back of her thighs
I got em up on my shoulders
Nut, I feel it comin but naw, I think I'm a hold it
Lookin at her square in the face her eyes rollin
She yelling like a nigga
It's killin her but she soakin
Hittin deep down in that pussy I got her talkin
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Pussy go to bitin so hard I tell her pause it
I ain't tryna disrespect it just let me dog it
Naw naw naw don't push me up out it shawty
I'm a couple strokes in, I think I'm catchin my rhythm
She know the cat good, I can tell by how I'm hittin her
I'm a performer muthafucker I love bein in the mirror
Got her pinned down to the bed but I got her feet to the ceiling

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I got her pinned up good and I ain't gone let her move
Standin up on my toes I'm paintin her ass too
She sweatin like a bitch even though we in a dew
I'm laughin like a bitch cause I ain't even much through
I told her don't move now, just keep em up in the air
Dick so good she think I'm fucker her bare
I ain't trippin though if the pussy got a lil hair.
The main thing though, it got no wear-n-tear
Legs in the air, I call that in the buck
Press on her legs, I'm tearin her ass up
She call a nigga name out, that's what cranks me up
Now she talkin with her eyes closed yelling out what?
"Paint me" (yeah I got her yelling out)
"Paint me" (yea I got her yelling out)
"Paint me" (yea I got her yelling out)
"Paint me", yea I got her feet to the ceiling

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I got her spread on nice she hangin off the bed
Now I really finna paint her, she holdin her own legs
Got the pillows stacked up so she don't hit her head
Just teasin her right now, just fuckin her with the head
I can hear how it smackin how I done got her wet
Well I can't even lie she got some good sex
I can tell how she runnin, I'm damn there in her chest
Got her legs pushed back they damn near by her neck
Stop yelling for a minute and tell me I'm the best
Let you breath for a minute, but I ain't gone let you rest
Maybe one or two more of them nuts I'm a let you catch
After that shit happens, then mine I gotta catch
I done switched up on it now it's all finesse
Got her eyes real big cause she don't know what's next
I can do this all day and I don't need no rest
Just gimme hip motion, But keep ya feet to the ceiling.




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