Careful what you ask for

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✍️ Intro (spoken, low & slow)

> “Don’t say you ready if you not.
This ain’t no warm-up. This is cardio, baby.”




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🔥 Hook (sung with rap drop on last line)

> You said you wanted heat, now you beggin' for a fan
Talkin' all that game, now you can't even stand
You said, ‘just a quickie’ — now lookin’ like you ran
Be careful what you ask for… I warned you, I ain’t playin’.




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✍️ Verse 1: The Call-Out

> Always talkin’ like you ready for the whole plate
I gave you a lil’ sample and you met your fate
Said “don’t hold back” — now you holdin’ your breath
And I’m still untouched, hair down, not a sweat



> You said “quickie” — but you wasn’t built for that
One leg up and your soul already packin’ its bag
I’m the fantasy they chase but the storm they regret
You wanted a taste, now you caught in the debt




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💋 Pre-Chorus (spoken with soft background echo)

> “You was never prepared for this pressure
You asked for grown folk energy with high school stamina…”




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✍️ Verse 2: Ego Burn

> I be lookin' flawless, stretchin' while you lay there dead
You blinkin' like you just saw God and forgot what you said
Don’t write checks with your mouth if your body can’t cash
I’m the one that make 'em rethink all their past



> Now you need a nap, talkin’ bout you ‘need a minute’
Baby I ain’t even got started — this was scrimmage
So next time before you whisper ‘let me hit it’
Just remember who you dealin’ with — I live in the wicked




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🎧 Bridge (slow, seductive melody)

> You said you wanted it real, said you wanted it raw
Now you tappin’ out early, tryna pause the draw
I warned you in soft tones — shoulda heard the law
I don’t do halfway… I give it to the core.




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🔁 Hook (reprise with a vocal flip)

> You said you wanted heat, now you cryin’ for a breeze
I make pleasure look like power — you make weakness look like ease
Don’t ask for a goddess if you scared to bleed
Be careful what you ask for… I’m not here to please.




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🎤 Outro (spoken, smug)

> “You should’ve stretched first...
Matter fact — don’t even call me next time.
Not unless you ready to train for it.”




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femaleSlow, bouncy beat with sharp snares, moody strings, moans—smug, sultry, feminine power with a teasing bite.