Death Grips

I Want It I Need It (Death Heated)
Been working way too much need to get out and get fucked upWhats going on, where's it atMake some calls to make it crack, lets see...I need money, drugs, a rideAnd a spot with hot ones insideThe mission:To get all of the above in a limited amount of timeI can do this and it's doneLike that we're on our wayBe it acid on the tongueCocaine in your brainOr some weed that hits your lungsLike a runaway trainHell yeah, from DMT to MDMAGot all that shit and moreSo 'til dawn we're okay... but anyway..Fuck a line, every timeGet in, get a drink and lose our mindsAll eyes on the dimeThat makes your dick want to grindKnow you got a godd buzz goingCuz everything is glowingSkirt so short her ass is showingAnd shes looking so you're knowingSongtexteYou could get it tonightBut there's so much aroundBest take your time do it rightAs you keep getting higherLights look like they're on fireSoon all that's left of youIs your most primal desiresAss clappin, dick suckin, lock the door to the bathroom - quick fuckinFind a whore and it could happenBut it's nothin, cuz you're drunk and you'll be blackin outBefore you even get a chance to think bout what you're doingI want it I, I need it, need it to make me feel heatedShake it, can't take it, must break itBreak if off yea, what'd I say bitch..BitchGetting looser and looser and losing yourselfIn the groove that has the whole party movinYou're cruisin, you don't know what you're doing and you don't give aCuz you're so liquored up, you throw it upAnd keep on riding cuz your timing is onAnd that fine one is on you, its time to get goneToo far up in it to yawn, til its finished come onGet more twisted and bomb the dance floor til it breaksStart to pondering rapeMe I'm all bout the faceBut it takes all kindsSo pay no mind to the tasteWant to hear that songYou know the one with the bassThat makes their asses gyrateForget to hydrateTil they're so fucked up they takeOff all of their clothes and whipIt on me like my body's made to fit 'tween their lipsYou got the ones on their grillOr between their hipsBut either way I must sayI really don't give a shitLong as its done well, and they promise not to tellWe could do this like an orgyIn the bowels of hellWhere every Lucy's hella hornyAnd their pussies don't smellArgh... where's it atI want it I, I need it, need it to make me feel heatedShake it, can't take it, must break itBreak if off yea, what'd I say bitch..BitchResponsibility's cool, but there's more things in lifeLike getting your dickRode all fucking nightBy the kind of girl that knows how to keep her shit tightLegs in the air, looking like they feel niceVolcano pussy melt your peter like iceAnd the drugs got you going back for more cuz you're likeI just can't get enough of that cum clutch, well alrightIts time to find one and take oneRight nowIts time to find one and make one sayI'm downThink I just found one, bout to break one offMeanwhile...Hallucinating crazy, getting lost for miles,May have gotten too fucked up cuz I forgot how to smileGonna have to do this shit Jim Morrison styleWill it work? Probably not, but its worth a tryFirst hot one I see with sex in her eyesWill be the hot one I need to take home with me tonightWish me luck, give me dapAnd I'll talk to you laterAnd when I do lets hope my story isn't all about hatersWheres it at, cuz I want it like manGot the drugs but need a hot one that'll make me go damnWas the most banging guts that I ever have smashedIf you got it push it up on me cuz I'm feeling that ass, know what I mean?Wheres it at?I want it I, I need it, need it to make me feel heatedShake it, can't take it, must break itBreak if off yea, what'd I say bitch..Bitch Aus Songtexte Mania