1.
As soon as he’s gone, I won’t be alone
I’ll blast the stereo, keep passion carry on,
Seized by fire to the bone
I make him phone me, he feels like joining me
I drive my car out, he can’t swallow it
Racing’s crazy, he just follows me
He’s not able to control me
Got no creed, got no need
The speed has pressed me in the seat
I burn up, speed up, delirious like a beast
Overtaking, breaking, I love the smell of risk
He hates being a prey
But he likes my iron fist
Wanna own him?
So crush him, chick!!!

Chorus:

My fellow always want it
I’m getting-getting naughty
He love it when I do it rough
Don’t blow your kissy, missy
It won’t be easy
If you’re just tender, no, it’s not enough

2.
Feel so wired tonight, I’m gonna kick stomp
Got two comps, got my do
My manicure – I radiate pomp
Met my pals, said “Catch you later!”
Downed three tequila straight up
Party’s on, the groove is set up!
Getting my boogies on I’ll make him shake up!
“Want some dirty hop?
Switch yourself to fast clip!”
“But he can only lop!”
But now he’s ready to get stripped
It’s time to give assault
His head is full of mist
He hates being a prey
But he likes my iron fist
Wanna own him?
So crush him, chick!!!

Chorus

3.
Should be fast and should be slow
I’m hot to trot and he’s warm from my form
Make him cum and make him go
He’s addicted to my flow
I stay in the driver seat ah-ah I get it on

Chorus

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