You turn me on more than the sun, sun, sun, babe
It's trouble if I make love to you
When you grind on me like that
I want to repeat with you
God bless that a*s of yours
Nobody could replace you, yeah
We devour each other with our eyes
Getting turned on raises the temperature
You’re so hot, nobody’s on your level
You tempt me and tonight I wanna give it to you
You turn me on more than the sun, sun, sun, babe
It's trouble if I make love to you
I touch heaven when I'm inside
Baby, this high gets me in the mood for you
You and me dancing on the sand
A girl like you is trouble
I want you for lunch and dinner
Your mom outdid herself with you
They made you perfect, you got it all, all, all
I want the papers for that p*ssy
I'm a Richard Mille, your boyfriend’s a Casio
But you’re hot without hitting the gym
Just for you to touch me one more time
You turn me on more than the sun, sun, sun, babe
It's trouble if I make love to you
So hot, wow, on the sand
You turn me on more than the sun, sun, sun, babe
It's trouble if I make love to you