Make Sexy

from Berlin by The Sexbots

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This track is both incredibly dirty and radio safe. See the video here! youtu.be/pLsMeMIVbQ4

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No question
We in mix
dripping wet to the synth
Friction Settling in

Turnd up like the heat was
Beat thumps rhythm pulse heavy let me know what a freak wants

yor consent all I need, huh.
Kiss my neck like you need blood
salt for your sweet tongue.
Hold that moment in time
before we going outside
Feel the cold in your spine
Hop in the cab for a ride

Drawn close skin electric
Give directions fingers gripped in thighs
eyes heavy lidded vibe
Steady pressure applied
Just grind for the time being
I'm seeing city lights fly by

Listen to your soft cries

Get a grip
On this thickening width
Toss a fifty to the driver
That's a sizeable tip
Outside on my steps
Caught the tide of yr Scent

Fingers wet
Barely reach for my keys
With you pulling at my belt

Cold hands need the heat
In these jeans
Pull it out kneeled down
Goin deep to the sounds of the street tongue curls around
Kissing the crown

God damn
got this lock switched
Lift u up into the hallway
Half clothes fallen off of our bodies
pressed up to the wall supple flesh subtle sweat this is our space

Lean back let a boss taste
Soft lips want to part ways
tongues tip gentle hard tease
synced up when ur hips buck
let me know that u want me

Build slow with my face in the Yoni, you straining to hold to the strength in my shoulders

Let go, make it rain for ya home boy

And now you twerkin for cherboy God damn how that ass shake
bubble butt double Dutch
What a lap dance

Just barely workin the pole
Buildin pressure let it go pull the tension make me want to explode

But I'm not done -naw
gently how you roll down the condom
Set me in your soft warmth

Arch your back
nipples point to the North Star
Guide my way thru the depth of your contours

Steady friction to your heart beats heavy rhythm.
Aw yeah keep on asking the question
Right here Tryna gasp in confession
Night spent Deep in passionate pleasure

Don't stop bring it closer let it go
Pick up the pace till we deep in the zone
Time washes away while we riding the waves peaks and valleys screamin madly or just sighing between

Intertwined concubines for the night here to find where the lines blur
Wild for adventure

Hold u tight pressure points
press us past
turning back
let it grasp us
High off the rapture

Love that moment of afterglow
Chilling there laughin, crackin joked
Like how we barely got past the door
Or how that cabbie felt

Feeling animal
Like all you have to is ask who's down
And we can have some fun
we ain't even halfway done

This night still yung
We can do whatever we want
Take it to a level beyond
Playing with the devil we know

I think the clubs just out
your phone just buzzed
And I got some friends that's down
The only questions Uhhh?

Bottles popping
Speakers knocking
Room full of freaks and it
Feeling awesome

Mad tongue rings
Costume play
Bathroom strange
It's a fools game

Bout to Make some new friends,
Me and you and you and you and you about to do things
Yeaahhh that's a good time
God damn what a good night

All I want to know is
Ay darlin come an show me
You ain't gotta be lonely
You can always phone me

credits

from Berlin, released April 27, 2015
written by Nick Rogers, Ilima Considine, and DMLH
production by Nick Rogers and Ilima Considine
vocals by Ilima Considine and DMLH

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The Sexbots Portland, Oregon

Ilima Considine is a trans-disciplinary artist living in Portland, OR. In addition to performing under the nom de guerre The Sexbots, she plays violin, cello, and bass and does neoclassical soundtracks for film and modern dance companies. She is a single mom with 2 kids. ... more

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