Most people will quit—but you’re not most people.

You should feel satisfied… but you’re not, are you?

Moaning into the mic while thighs shake uncontrollably again

Some people wait for the spotlight—I own it.

Hope you don’t have plans—this owns you now.

The table is set—devour everything.

The best part? Knowing you can’t stop thinking about it.

The kind of woman **you don’t just look at—you memorize. **

You weren’t looking for trouble… but you found it.

She doesn’t raise her voice—but she never has to.

Oops… did I just make you love your downfall?

Moaning continues even after pressure fades away

Ride gets wild once I bounce with both hands down