Rude Signal

(ah) Move your waist slow Pull me in close

You came through late with the cold night stare Black tee,

gold chain, hands in the air Bassline rude and it hits my

ribs One step closer and the whole room slips No small talk,

just heat in the glance Footwork dirty when you pull me to

dance Back row pressure,

sweat on skin Ride that groove,

let the low end in Back it up now

Bend with the

bass

Hold that

line

I want that weight Back it up now

Shake that place Sirens outside but the room stays locked Red cup

tilt while the beat gets hot You bite your lip when the

snare snaps back Hips stay loose when the bass attacks Phone light

down, keep your eyes on me This ain't sweet,

this is body language free Every bar lands hard in the chest

Every turn deeper than the rest Don't stop Stay right there

One more wheel Take me under Back it up now Bend with

the bass Hold that line I want that weight Turn that waist

Give me that face

Back it up now Shake that place (ah) Still

on me

Still

on

me