Dyl the Killsmith - Sweet Daddy Ham

Tempt Me

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Whoa whoa whoa
Don't tempt me
Oh, don't tempt me
(Don't do it, don't do it)
Don't tempt me
No, don't tempt me

Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me

I tell her
Don't tempt me
With a good time bitch
I got the crown
Call me your royal highness
I got the drugs
If you tryin' to be a flight risk
And I don't fuck with nothin'
Less than a dime bitch
Don't tempt me
Underground king Pimp-C
She gon hang like a neck piece
Two chains bring her bestie
Whoo, I wear them out
In the late night
She comin' to life
She wanna play
I make her think twice
Dr. Jekyll turn
Quick to Mr. Hyde
If you tryin' to be a spark
Girl I'm figna ignite
She a temptress
Ass wide in a thin dress
She say she came here with her man though
I told that bitch tick tock
To the spot light it up like a candle

Don't tempt me
No, don't tempt me
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me
(Whoo)
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
I tell her
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
(Okay, well alright)
(Well okay, well alright)
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
(Okay, well alright)
(Well okay, well alright)

I was chillin' all by my lonely
Till I got a text message
Saying she hot and she horny
I reply I got the business
But you ain't really know me
Then she say she know enough
And wanna ride me like a pony
Little did the bitch know
I'm a fuckin' mustang
Bareback back bone
Beat that pussy out the frame
Have her screamin' Lord Jesus
Like she need be saved
Puttin' bruises on her knees
Put her neck up in a brace
On my big 'ol freak shit
I'm year round like four seasons
For the ops I be cheesin'
Get my hands dirty
For the right reasons
Ride or die all my heathens
You can see it in they eyes
And we ain't never ever leavin'
So get used to the vibe
Down in Texas where we being
Southside on the rise
The game deprived and in need in
Of realness well lil bitch I've arrived
But, don't

Don't tempt me
No, don't tempt me
(Don't do it, don't do it)
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
(Okay, okay)
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't tempt me
(Okay, okay)
(Okay, okay)
(Whoo)
Don't tempt me with a
Good time bitch
(Yeah, okay)
(Alright)
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me with a
(Okay alright)
(Okay, well alright)
(Let's go)
Good time bitch
Don't tempt me
(Yeah yeah yeah)

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Writer(s): Dylan Smith
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