QUICK LICK (TEQUILA Remix) Lyrics by Cobrah & Ayesha Erotica

Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila

Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila
Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila

We want sex, six figure bills
Sick men and sugar thrills
Seven sickos in my rim
Sweat it out and stick it in
Life for lust and lust for wins
Living, loving, giving gimp
Single goth with double D's
Triple shots in four inch heels
Boots, bigger attitude
Step by step right over you
Fill me up, I'll fill the room
I fill your cup and spill the booze
Let your body out the door
Move that body on the floor
Up and down and beg for more
We just gotta let it pour

Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila (Tequila)
Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor (Uh)
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila

Ayesha Erotica, COBRAH
No, I don't eat pussy, I suck dick
Tryna [?] click-click
Give a bitch's business, like a bitch trick
Too [?] like a [?] I'll send off the death threat with a kiss-kiss (Mwah)
A.E. plus twenty in my guest list
10K plus twenty on my left wrist
Blink Ring the bitch like I'm Alexis
Yeah, I said what I said, bitch

Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila

No break up we're just on a break
I'm free, fun, hot, in shape
Fake love and faker fakes
Raise your cup and raise the stakes
I raised you up, now praise the name
Lose the guilt and blame the shame
If not for me, then for the gain
If not for you, there'd be no fame
Chains banging in my bed
Frame breaking, god ascends
Kiss my cheek and make amends
I'm so unique you're so intense
Success is stress, I need a rest
I need a check and makeup sex
Reconnect with my diva
Three more shots of tequila (Ooh)

Yeah, I want the Casamigos
I say, what time [?] a cop of Rico
Send that bitch here, send this bitch there
I'll send the promoter for a case of beer (Ah)
You better have my fucking rider when I come through (What?)
'Cause, you know I'm a bratty bitch, it's what I come to (What?)
And they ain't scary, you know they could fuck a one-two (Bitch)
And my man beside me, and he brought a gun too (Yeah, baby)

Wake up eat chia, makeup concealer
Read my horoscope, libra
Then we get fucked on tequila
For lunch and for dinner
We're drowning in liquor
Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila (Tequila)

[?] We get fucked on tequila
We get fucked on tequila
Let's get fucked on tequila (Hey!)