Killer Stripper
Ya gotta groove that body behind the beat
My addiction to you so bittersweet
And you touch so deep on my imagination
You know when I get home I'll be masturbating
To your body talk the way you dance around
By the way you strut by the way you smell
Everybody here drunk on oxytocin
I know that I'm a sucker but I wanna be sucked
In
You got me dreaming baby of an overdose
On that delicate skin you slowly expose
I got that 'Bad Touch' when our eyes did lock
Didn't take you very long to connect the dots
I want your smooth smooth body rubbing up on me
Make me feel like its a hundred degrees
Begging for a bite of that aphrodite
"Pay up" she said baby oh so polite
Killer!
Killer
Well don't tease me saying its time to end
Your digging me don't you pretend
That I'm the gimp and you the boss
You know I got what it takes to make that cherry pop
I'm feeling paralyzed on your Tennessee
Between your thighs where I wanna be
Wake up in the morning her tang in my mouth
That's when i realised i don't need nothing else
But killer!
Killer
Killer
Killer
Hey mama won't you walk my way
I'm digging you what can I say?
Now that your body's on display
Why can't we negotiate?
I'm going down down down
I'm going down down down
Yeah I'm going down down down
I'm going
Killer
Killer (killer)
Killer (killer)
Killer (killer)
Killer
My addiction to you so bittersweet
And you touch so deep on my imagination
You know when I get home I'll be masturbating
To your body talk the way you dance around
By the way you strut by the way you smell
Everybody here drunk on oxytocin
I know that I'm a sucker but I wanna be sucked
In
You got me dreaming baby of an overdose
On that delicate skin you slowly expose
I got that 'Bad Touch' when our eyes did lock
Didn't take you very long to connect the dots
I want your smooth smooth body rubbing up on me
Make me feel like its a hundred degrees
Begging for a bite of that aphrodite
"Pay up" she said baby oh so polite
Killer!
Killer
Well don't tease me saying its time to end
Your digging me don't you pretend
That I'm the gimp and you the boss
You know I got what it takes to make that cherry pop
I'm feeling paralyzed on your Tennessee
Between your thighs where I wanna be
Wake up in the morning her tang in my mouth
That's when i realised i don't need nothing else
But killer!
Killer
Killer
Killer
Hey mama won't you walk my way
I'm digging you what can I say?
Now that your body's on display
Why can't we negotiate?
I'm going down down down
I'm going down down down
Yeah I'm going down down down
I'm going
Killer
Killer (killer)
Killer (killer)
Killer (killer)
Killer
Credits
Writer(s): Jade Petaera-nikora
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