You posted a picture so I could see you
And for real, baby, you’re looking so fine
What are we doing today?
For you, I’ve got a wallet full
I’ll dress you in whatever brand you want
You’re a bombshell
You’re gonna love my scent
I smell like trouble, Creed, and expensive weed
I wanna see you naked at the motel
Baby Lucifer
You won’t make it home tonight
I’m gonna steal you, and yes, it’s a threat
Baby, tell me who makes your skin tingle
Like the last time
Once again
You posted a story for them to see
And whoever responds knows they can’t compete with me
‘Cause I’m the one
Fine-skinned brunette, cinnamon tone
You seduce, you trap, you’re the punishment
Karma, a curse
You’re gonna love my scent
I smell like trouble, Creed, and expensive weed
I wanna see you naked at the motel
Baby Lucifer
You won’t make it home tonight
I’m gonna steal you, and yes, it’s a threat
Baby, tell me who makes your skin tingle
Like the last time
Once again