[Verse]
She step in the spot, whole room do a freeze,
Body language fluent, she don’t need degrees.
Tattoo peeking out, whispers on her skin,
Dance floor confessional, where do I begin?
[Prechorus]
She talk slick, venom drip, cobra in the grass,
Moves fast, make a clock wish it could outlast.
[Chorus]
Shawty likes to talk real dirty, yeah, she know,
Dropping it so low, got the crowd yelling “whoa.”
Flirting with her body, got me all in a zone,
Moving like she wrote this, made the rhythm her own.
[Verse 2]
Jeans so low, even gravity shocked,
Thighs like a melody, my heartbeat locked.
She spins like vinyl, needle tracing her groove,
Every step a lyric, every sway a move.
[Bridge]
Neon lights bounce, reflection on her glow,
Sweat beads drip, tempo starts to slow.
She wink, a grenade, my thoughts explode,
Shawty’s a playlist, every track reloads.
[Chorus]
Shawty likes to talk real dirty, yeah, she know,
Dropping it so low, got the crowd yelling “whoa.”
Flirting with her body, got me all in a zone,
Moving like she wrote this, made the rhythm her own.