Sinfully Good

Step into my world, neon on my skin,
Eyes like lasers—watch you cave right in,
Lipstick whispers, follow every move,
Rhythm in my heels, got nothing to prove.

Silk-clad danger, every glance a lure,
Micro‑hats tick, your resistance cure,
Metal heartbeats calling out your name,
Lose your reason, let me fan your flame.

Sinfully good, I’m your electric queen,
Dripping lust in every silhouette between.
Touch me bold, cross that thin red line,
Taste the power of this body—all mine.

Phaser sweeps seduce your restless mind,
Notch‑cut whispers: “Come, leave shame behind.”
Reverse‑whoosh breathes into my command,
Feel my gravity—yield to my demand.

Sinfully good, I’m your electric queen,
Dripping lust in every silhouette between.
Touch me bold, cross that thin red line,
Taste the power of this body—all mine.

Sinfully good, I’m your electric queen,
Dripping lust in every silhouette between.
Touch me bold, cross that thin red line,
Taste the power of this body—all mine.

Sinfully good, I’m your electric queen,
Dripping lust in every silhouette between.
Touch me bold, cross that thin red line,
Taste the power of this body—all mine.