Pussy Power Plays

Pussy Power Plays

Verse 1 Tight black lace and a split-second glance
He thinks he’s bold
but he don’t stand a chance. I speak in moves
he stumbles through breath, One hand on my thigh
the other near death.

Verse 2 He talks real big till the lights go low
Then he folds like cash when I say so. He wants control
but he kneels instead
Says “just a taste”—I paint him red.
Chorus Pussy power plays—don’t flinch, don’t breathe
He’s on his back and clenching teeth. No room to bluff
no lines to cross

He gave it up the second he lost. No posing here
just flesh and drive— He begs to break
I let him survive.
Bridge I don’t do slow, I don’t do nice— It’s pulse
it’s grip, it’s heat and ice. He calls it sin
I call it fair— One more moan, gasping for air.

Verse 3 I ride his pride ‘til there’s nothing left
No mercy kiss, no second guess. This ain’t romance
it’s a power feed— And I never stop until he bleeds.
Chorus Pussy power plays—don’t flinch, don’t breathe
He’s on his back and clenching teeth. No room to bluff
no lines to cross
He gave it up the second he lost. No posing here

just flesh and drive— He begs to break
I let him survive.