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, oh, ooh
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, huh, ooh-uh
Let him feel the hot sun, bet he need ice
Yeah, he love 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 and I let him get a hit
Now he wants an Indian summer
Ooh, I love to make it drip (drip)
No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips
Now he wants an Indian summer (yeah)
Flows too tight for the chill beats
I'm too fly for the feelsies
He's like fire to the cool breeze
Lose my mind for the six feet
'Cause you can't beat
The way he grind on my back seat
Up and down 'til I can't breathe, ha, ha
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 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 ten feet when I fell down
If you want our innocence, don't flood our screens with all this shit (oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh)
You can never tell a brown baddie when it's time to quit
Ooh, I took another risk
Looking for a high and I let him get a hit
Now he wants an Indian summer (yeah, yeah, nah, nah, nah)
Ooh, I love to make it drip (love to make it drip)
No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips (oh)
Now he wants an Indian summer (oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)