Carolina Reaper

the Orphan, the Poet

Composición de: Matt Squire/David Eselgroth/Jacob Virgil Wayne Floyd
You've got your head shaved
Dress on
A little red shade
Lip gloss
I feel a heat wave
Step off
Because our feet can set the fire
While we're kickin' out the speaker

Steal a slow drag
James Dean
I keep it throwback
Our scene
Is speeding up fast
My queen
'Cause you're a cobra getting colder
Gotta curl up to a heater

Watch out!
I'm a Carolina Reaper
Get down
When I'm turning up the fever
No doubt
Gonna make me a believer
'Cause the feeling's getting hotter
But the flavor's getting sweeter
Watch out!

We're drinkin' toothpaste
For fun
I wish that you'd taste
My tongue
A little cool break
Game on
'Cause you're a sweater in the summer
Burning hotter than tequila

Watch out!
I'm a Carolina Reaper
Get down
When I'm turning up the five
No doubt
Gonna make me a believer
'Cause the feeling's getting hotter
But the flavor's getting sweeter
Watch out!
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