Table 4 (vibrate) (radio edit)

Style: [West Coast Hip Hop], [Slow Trap], [Sensual Female Rap], [Whisper Flow], [Heavy 808s], [Erotic Atmosphere]

[Producer Tag: "Icy Girl"]
I ain't lookin' at the menu.
I know what I want to eat.
Or... what's eating me.
(Turn it up, Daddy.)

[Verse 1]
Walking to the table, hips swaying slow (Slow)
Got a little secret down below
Leather pants tight, gripping on the curves
Buzzing underneath, hitting all the nerves.
"Turn it off, Daddy," whisper in the ear
He looking at me like he didn't hear.
Level one? Nah, he skipped to level three (Damn!)
Now I’m melting down for the whole room to see.
Waiter asking questions, "Sparkling or still?"
I’m biting on my lip just to keep it chill.
Kitty throbbing hard, button getting swollen
Mind is completely, utterly stolen.
(Drip!)

[Chorus]
Buzzing in the booth. (Buzz!)
Heat is on the smooth. (Splash!)
Hand under the table, don't you make a sound
Going off in public while the waiter walks around.
Vibrate. (Bzzzz!)
Dilate. (Ahhh!)
Body soaking through the seat on this dinner date.
Don't look down.
Keep your eyes on the crown.
(Shhh!)

[Verse 2]
Sitting on the edge, thighs pressed tight (Tight!)
Tryna keep the composure, tryna be polite.
He got the remote, hand inside the pocket (Click)
Turned the vibration up like a damn rocket!
"You crazy," I hiss, but I love the pain
Dopamine rushing straight to the brain.
Honey running down, making a mess
If I stand up now, they gonna see the distress.
He smiling at me, taking a sip of wine
Watching me suffer, yeah he crossing the line.
But the kitty love it, yeah the kitty need more
I’m sliding in the seat, feet tapping on the floor.
(Damn!)

[Bridge]
"Unzip the pants."
(What?)
"Do it now, girl."
(You crazy?)
Nobody looking.
Tablecloth hiding the sin.
So I unzip.
Slide ‘em down.
Cool air hitting on the hot skin.
(Oh my god...)
"Spread your legs."
"Wider."
(Ahhh!)
Napkin on the lap.
Trap is set.
Flower open wide, soaking wet.
[Verse 3]
[Tempo picks up - Intense Flow]
"Touch yourself."
"Right now?" (Do it!)
Hand under the cloth, fingers finding the spot
Rubbing on the pearl, yeah this is hot.
Middle of the restaurant, people everywhere
I’m playing with myself and I don't even care.
Fingers slipping in, doing what they do (Squish)
Making my wildest fantasy come true.
"Look at me," he says, eyes dark and low
"Finish for me, baby, let the water flow."
I bite the napkin hard, holding back a scream
Body jerking wild like a fever dream.
Climax hitting hard, shaking up the core
I just went off at table number four!
(Explosion!)
[Outro]
[Beat fades with heavy panting and a giggle]
[Panting]
Jesus.
You are sick.
[Laughs]
Pull the pants up.
I think I left a puddle.
Hope they got a mop.
Check please!
(Muah!)

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[Producer Tag: "Icy Girl"] I ain't lookin' at the menu. I know what I want to eat. Or... what's eating me. (Turn it up, Daddy.) [Verse 1] Walking to the table, hips swaying slow (Slow) Got a little secret down below Leather pants tight, gripping on the curves Buzzing underneath, hitting all the nerves. "Turn it off, Daddy," whisper in the ear He looking at me like he didn't hear. Level one? Nah, he skipped to level three (Damn!) Now I’m melting down for the whole room to see. Waiter asking questions, "Sparkling or still?" I’m biting on my lip just to keep it chill. Kitty throbbing hard, button getting swollen Mind is completely, utterly stolen. (Drip!) [Chorus] Buzzing in the booth. (Buzz!) Heat is on the smooth. (Splash!) Hand under the table, don't you make a sound Going off in public while the waiter walks around. Vibrate. (Bzzzz!) Dilate. (Ahhh!) Body soaking through the seat on this dinner date. Don't look down. Keep your eyes on the crown. (Shhh!) [Verse 2] Sitting on the edge, thighs pressed tight (Tight!) Tryna keep the composure, tryna be polite. He got the remote, hand inside the pocket (Click) Turned the vibration up like a damn rocket! "You crazy," I hiss, but I love the pain Dopamine rushing straight to the brain. Honey running down, making a mess If I stand up now, they gonna see the distress. He smiling at me, taking a sip of wine Watching me suffer, yeah he crossing the line. But the kitty love it, yeah the kitty need more I’m sliding in the seat, feet tapping on the floor. (Damn!) [Bridge] "Unzip the pants." (What?) "Do it now, girl." (You crazy?) Nobody looking. Tablecloth hiding the sin. So I unzip. Slide ‘em down. Cool air hitting on the hot skin. (Oh my god...) "Spread your legs." "Wider." (Ahhh!) Napkin on the lap. Trap is set. Flower open wide, soaking wet. [Verse 3] [Tempo picks up - Intense Flow] "Touch yourself." "Right now?" (Do it!) Hand under the cloth, fingers finding the spot Rubbing on the pearl, yeah this is hot. Middle of the restaurant, people everywhere I’m playing with myself and I don't even care. Fingers slipping in, doing what they do (Squish) Making my wildest fantasy come true. "Look at me," he says, eyes dark and low "Finish for me, baby, let the water flow." I bite the napkin hard, holding back a scream Body jerking wild like a fever dream. Climax hitting hard, shaking up the core I just went off at table number four! (Explosion!) [Outro] [Beat fades with heavy panting and a giggle] [Panting] Jesus. You are sick. [Laughs] Pull the pants up. I think I left a puddle. Hope they got a mop. Check please! (Muah!)

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