FRIGHT! Lyrics – Ross Sauce
Singer: Ross Sauce
Title: FRIGHT!
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
I’m a murder, a killer in the sheets
Kill that kitty in the night, at day I’m killing beats
She feeling me, I’m not talking metaphorically
Her hands up on my body feeling sweet, baby, trick or treat
All up in her guts like I’m carving a pumpkin
Dressed like a bunny now she hopping and jumping
Next door neighbors hearing all of the thumping
Screaming so loud how she already c#mming
*Heavy breathing* Ah but I love it
Got a spell on me think I’m lost in the coven
Do it all again from the top of the summit
p#ss# on mind but I’m always above it
Top that, pop that cherry I’mma cop that
WAP, that bobcat, never gonna stop that
Ro$$ Sauce got that c#ck to make a thot crash
Ro$$ Sauce got her feeling hotter than a hot flash
I am not trying to be your boo
You and I never gon’ see it through
Only be putting my meat into
I don’t find pleasure in pleasing you
I don’t care what I’m supposed to do
Want it then give me the motion to
I’mma come give you a dose or two
Hit from the back then I pack and I’m ghosting you
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
People got they arms out, swarming ’round me like they zombies
They be getting stomped out, like Dead Rising, I’m mauling
I tell her bring that car ’round, got the D like I’m Pauly
I’m bringing out that hot sound that’s got everyone calling
It’s mister mister mister h#rn# ever since he been born
He been getting action in the back of the camp like he’s Jason Vorhees
Ain’t no end to the story, I get more features than Vory
Still see my hand after I slap on her ass, that’s regulatory
I’ve been keeping them in check, ain’t no telling what’s next
I put my hand up on her hip and put my lips on her neck
Say when we talking ’bout sex, b#tch, I’m the best of the best
Take off her panties and I see what I’ve been craving like Wes
I got a freaky lil mama, lots of tools are required
I got a swing above the bed, she’s upside down like Will Byers
She’s on her knees, I put my blade against her head like a squire
I bust a nut on her face, leave her whiter than Michael Myers
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
I make a b#tch scream, in the dead of the night
I got my lips up on her neck, she want the vampire bite
I make a b#tch scream, but it’s only delight
I got her howling at the moon, my baby’s in for a fright
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