Hands Off (Unless I Say)

Yeah…

Lights low, bass loud

She bad, she knows it

Red lips, tight dress, heels on fire,

Eyes on me, yeah I pull them higher.

Whisper in his ear, slow tease, no rush,

He wanna touch, but I like the hush.

Mirror selfies, flash go wild,

I don’t chase boys, I drive ‘em crazy, smile.

He say “girl, you dangerous”, I say “true”,

One look, one move — now he’s stuck on me too.

I’m nasty with class, yeah I mix it right,

Sweet little sin in the club all night.

Hands don’t touch unless I say so,

I run this game, baby, you already know.

Body talk loud, no words needed,

Slow grind rhythm, yeah he feel it.

Perfume on skin, temptation thick,

I play him smooth, never playin’ slick.

He think he’s boss, think he in control,

But I read his mind like a cheat code scroll.

I don’t give love, I give moments, thrills,

Late-night texts and expensive chills.

I’m nasty with class, yeah I mix it right,

Sweet little sin in the club all night.

Hands don’t touch unless I say so,

I run this game, baby, you already know.

Look, don’t stare,

Want me? Dare.

One night energy,

Boss girl fantasy.

Lights off, beat drop, story untold,

I leave him hot, but my heart stay cold.

Yeah…

She bad — and she knows it.