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[Intro — Female Whisper]
Mmm…
I heard you before I saw you.
That motor ain’t the only thing
keepin’ me up tonight…
Rev it.
[HOOK]
Rumble, rumble… right between my thighs
Black leather, bad habits, hunger in his eyes
Rumble, rumble… make the whole thing shake
I like my men loud and my nights a mistake
Grip tight… ride rough…
Baby, I ain’t scared when it gets too much
Twist that throttle, make my heartbeat jump
Rumble, rumble…
Baby, tear it up
[Verse 1]
He rolled in dirty with his sleeves cut low
Tattooed arms and a dangerous glow
Boots hit gravel, I bit my lip
Watched that leather hang low on his hips
He said, “Pretty little thing, you ride or run?”
I said, “Depends how dirty you want this done”
He leaned in close, put his mouth by my ear
Said, “Climb on, baby… ain’t nobody here”
[Pre-Hook]
Hot motor… cold chrome
His hand slid low when he took me home
Backroad black, no headlights on
I knew damn well what I was gettin’ on
[HOOK]
Rumble, rumble… right between my thighs
Black leather, bad habits, hunger in his eyes
Rumble, rumble… make the whole thing shake
I like my men loud and my nights a mistake
Grip tight… ride rough…
Baby, I ain’t scared when it gets too much
Twist that throttle, make my heartbeat jump
Rumble, rumble…
Baby, tear it up
[Verse 2]
Red light glow on the motel sign
His bike still tickin’ while he wasted my time
Helmet hit the floor, jacket hit next
He looked at me slow like, “Baby… you next”
I pulled him closer by the chain on his chest
Said, “All that horsepower—show me the rest”
Walls too thin and the bed too cheap
Whole damn county ain’t gettin’ no sleep
[Breakdown — Whisper / Bass Drops Out]
Rev it once…
I might behave.
Rev it twice…
I might misbehave.
But baby…
If you make that Harley growl again—
[808 DROP]
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
[FINAL HOOK]
Rumble, rumble… right between my thighs
Sweat on my skin, fire in my eyes
Rumble, rumble… shake that room
Make that black bike sing to the midnight moon
Grip tight… ride rough…
I told you once, I like it too much
Small-town girl with a dangerous touch
Rumble, rumble…
Baby, tear me up.
[Outro — Whisper]
Mmm…
Now that’s what I call…
A test ride.
Details
GeneratedJul 14, 2026
Duration3:06
LanguageEnglish
Style
dark Dirty South / biker trap / seductive club rap. Beat: 76–82 BPM, filthy low 808, slow motorcycle idle under the intr
Credits
Prompt byAmandaParris
ModelAria v5.5
