Pirate Pressure

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