Temperature

I'll be honest, designer beats

Should work on music

Please excuse me, baby

If I bring that caution to you

Make your body shake

I think it's softening up

I hit the road for you, yeah

I can choke a body on me, so

You gon' tell me what you want

I'm a, I'm a dope

Throw my jaws on your body

You can't let me eat it

With the top back Maserati

Yeah, you can let your seat back

Oh baby, I'ma go to war, yeah

Let your seat back

Baby, I'ma go to war, yeah

You never had it like this

Can I feel the temperature rising

Check it out

Eat your body up

You can't get enough

Temperature's rising

Had enough

Let me get your body, let me eat it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up

All in the bedroom, let me get wild

Bedroom, let me get wild

Oh baby, let me show you what I'm feeling

Here's my fucking body

You can read my premonition

I'ma make your body leak

I'ma make your body hit the box, like

I'ma get you wet, yeah

I'ma do my job

I'ma take it in, yeah

Go the extra mile

I'ma get you wet, oh baby, yeah, yeah

Let me eat it up

It's feeling really, yeah, yeah

I'ma get you wet

I'ma sing

I'ma sing for the body, baby

I'ma sing for the body, baby

Yeah

Let me eat you up, yeah

Let me slut you out

Sing for the body, baby

Let me slut you out, baby

Let me slut you out

Get it wet for you, baby

Let me slut you out

Let me slut you out

Baby, you're that potion

Drowning in the ocean

Feeling like I'm floating

Floating, oh

Baby, let me slut you out

Baby, let me do it now