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.