Slow Sippin Heat by Paula Riberto
· 3:00 · 23 plays · v2.2
- sexual
- girl group
- urban
- sexy
- quiet storm
- sensual
- 2020s
- rnb
- vulgar
- texas
- downtempo
- atlanta bass
- porn groove
Lyrics
Chorus
Tonight we gone get nasty, slow sippin on the backseat
Slick tongue, red nails, baby make me gasp, see
All my girls got that bad streak, hush now, just let me speak
Tonight we gone get nasty, oh you 'bout to feel heat
Post-Chorus
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Verse 2
Got the silk on my hips, you wanna bite, no talking
Steam on my lips, break your rules, I’m plotting
H-town body, ATL mind, dripping into morning
Hold on tight, don’t you quit, I love when you get cocky
Pre-Chorus
Slide up close, slow down with me
Deep in the dark, ain’t nobody can see
Whisper my name, and tear up the sheets
You act so sweet, but I know how you eat
Chorus
Tonight we gone get nasty, slow sippin on the backseat
Slick tongue, red nails, baby make me gasp, see
All my girls got that bad streak, hush now, just let me speak
Tonight we gone get nasty, oh you 'bout to feel heat
Post-Chorus
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Bridge
Candle wax on the dresser, heatin up the tension
You runnin wild for pleasure, got me in suspension
Teeth on my shoulder, hands makin art
Sweat on the mirror, you know how to start
Verse 3
Curve of my body, tracing like a map
Low moan in the covers, losing track of facts
You crave this flavor, only midnight can unlock
Thighs up, no limits, I got you on lock
Pre-Chorus
Slide up close, slow down with me
Deep in the dark, ain’t nobody can see
Whisper my name, and tear up the sheets
You act so sweet, but I know how you eat
Chorus
Tonight we gone get nasty, slow sippin on the backseat
Slick tongue, red nails, baby make me gasp, see
All my girls got that bad streak, hush now, just let me speak
Tonight we gone get nasty, oh you 'bout to feel heat
Post-Chorus
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Outro
Sweat drips, tongue flicks, velvet on my skin
Nails slide down slow, you begging to begin
Danger with a wink, you crave every sin
Ain’t stoppin til sunrise, let the games recommence
Post-Chorus
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
Ooh, nasty, nasty
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