Privateparty42 (feat. Clinton Wike) Song Lyrics

Somebody turn me up
It's a private party for two we looping Persian rugs
Feels like it took a lifetime for me to earn your trust
Now I'm addicted to your allure, and I just yearn ya touch
And I don't really know the perfect way to word it but
I just know you got some shit I need, that I'm certain of
I mean we can take it slow at first if you get nervous but
I observe your body langue and learn you'd prefer to

I just wanna kiss you, caress you, cardiac arrest you
Grip you, undress you, relive what's on your mental
Pin you to the bed, wrap my hands around your neck too
Ya secret's safe with me we'll keep it strictly confidential
The night calls, we'll right wrongs when night falls
We've survived falls when our flight flied off course
And despite all the fights fought and time lost
My core says our flight could fly forward
We should fight for it, my heart's on my sleeve
I know you know you don't belong with someone that's not me