

Step in close
Whole place leanin' in
Yeah, that's pressure
Back room heat and the air stays thick One red light and
the bass bites quick Your waistline talkin',
no need for chat Boots on the floor and the room gets
black Move one inch and the whole thing shakes Bad little grin
and the tension breaks South side slick with a dangerous glide Hold
that look, let the low end ride
Don't play nice now
Bring that weight round
Lock that swing down
I want it right now
One more bar now
Then let it fly
Wheel it
Push it
Bend that back, don't lose it Wheel it
Push it
Bassline rude and ruthless Hold it
Give it
All that pressure, still with it
Wheel it
Push it
Whole damn floor goes wicked
Phone face down, let the night get rude Teeth on gold and
a dangerous mood Left side bounce when the kick digs in Lean
in slow with a trouble grin No cheap talk,
let the rhythm speak Sweat on skin and the stance looks peak
Street-side class with a rough-cut grace Sub hits deep and it shifts
your frame Easy now
Still want more Feel that drag Through the floor
Easy now Wait one sec
Wheel it Push it Bend that back,
don't lose it Hands low Heads gone
Everybody stuck to the rhythm Wheel
it Push it Bassline rude and ruthless One more Run that
Till the whole room turns vicious Still locked in Still rolled deep
Bass stay
rude
No release