Fruit Fragrance

Drop

Be my honey

Be my honey

Verse 1

Scent of passion fruit

Strolling inside

Sun-washed copper on her arms

Goddess walking past the divide

Sweat dripping like honey

Body moving like it's weighted

She is gliding through the hallway

Highly anticipated

Pre-Chorus

Turn your face

Look at that pace

Feel the humidity rising

Wait for the signal

Chorus

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Today today

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Curves in motion

Wildest ocean

Deepest devotion

Drop

Be my honey

Be my honey

Verse 2

Every head spinning around

She owns the tile

Intoxicating heat

Borrowed for a little while

Soft skin shifting in the strobe

No need to speak

Fever on the surface

Latin fire at the peak

Pre-Chorus

Turn your face

Look at that pace

Feel the humidity rising

Wait for the signal

Chorus

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Today today

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Curves in motion

Wildest ocean

Deepest devotion

Bridge

Copper glow under the dark light

Float across the humid air

I am breathless in the corner

Seeing visions everywhere

Gliding

Turning

Burning

Drop

Be my honey

Be my honey

Chorus

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Today today

Be my beeotch (Be my beeotch)

Be my honey today

Curves in motion

Wildest ocean

Deepest devotion