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The Orphan The Poet - Carolina Reaper şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Orphan The Poet

albüm: Carolina Reaper


You've got your head shaved, dress on
A little red shade lip gloss
I feel a heat wave, step off
Because our feet can set the fire while we're kickin' out the speaker
Steal a slow drag, James Dean
I keep it throwback, our scene
Is speeding up fast, my queen
'Cause you're a cobra getting colder gotta curl up to a heater
Watch out
I'm a Carolina Reaper
Get down
When I'm turning up the fever
No doubt
Gonna make me a believer
'Cause the feeling's getting hotter, but the flavor's getting sweeter
Watch out
We're drinkin' toothpaste for fun
I wish that you'd taste my tongue
A little cool break, game on
'Cause you're a sweater in the summer burning hotter than tequila
Watch out
I'm a Carolina Reaper
Get down
When I'm turning up the five
No doubt
Gonna make me a believer
'Cause the feeling's getting hotter, but the flavor's getting sweeter
Watch out

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