Ooh, I took another risk Looking for a high and I let him get a hit, now He wants an Indian summer Ooh, I love to make it drip No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips Now he wants an Indian summer Paradox Henna on my hands and whiskey on the rocks Baby stay right where I put you I've been reading Kama Sutra If you want to You can make me wet just like the monsoon Tell me everything you're gonna do Run your fingers on my tattoos Let him feel the hot Sun Bet he need ice Yeah, he want my passion Yeah, he want spice Brown cinnamon 'Cause he love my brown eyes Gave it to him once Now he wanna hit twice Ooh, I took another risk Looking for a high now I let him get a hit, now He wants an Indian summer Ooh, I love to make it drip No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips Now he wants an Indian summer Flows too tight for the chill beats I'm too fly for the falsies He's like fire to the cool breeze Lose my mind for the 6 feet 'Cause you can't beat The way he grind on my backseat Up and down till' I can't breathe Pass out when he kiss me Lose track of time when it's in me (whoa) I'm supposed to be a lady They say I'm going crazy Guessed it messed my head up when people were calling me Miss Shady Just shut your mouth, embrace me Or I'll go Patrick Swayze I'm either from heaven-sent or I've been sent from Hades Caught from the top not in the plot I'm gonna rot My body's in hell now Angels of God making a mark, looking at me 10 feet When I fell down If you want our innocence don't flood our screens with all this shit You can never tell a brown baddie when it's time to quit Ooh, I took another risk Looking for a high now I let him get a hit, now He wants an Indian summer Ooh, I love to make it drip No vanilla skies when I kiss him in the lips Now he wants an Indian summer