More songs by Sasha Keable
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Description
When tenderness ceases to be delicate and turns into a storm - with echoes of laughter, audacity, and the scent of skin. There is no room for hints or half-tones here: every movement sounds like a hammered beat, every word like a flash of neon light in the darkness.
Roughness and passion are intertwined in such a way that even the silence between beats becomes part of the game. And all this frankness is not about scandal at all, but about the pleasure of living “without brakes” for as long as you can breathe.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ooh, I see you tryna catch my high
Ooh, don't need no permission to make you mine tonight
Girl, it's the way that you move when you pushing up on me from behind
Just like your drugs, you gave me high
Ooh, yeah, lift up my skirt, grab my neck, and say you care for nothing
Liked how it felt when I was knelt down
Mouth opened like you saying something to me
You got your hands full to keep you stable
Just throw me over the table, baby, and
Work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Oh, baby, won't you work, work, work, work, work?
Take my clothes off, baby, and
Work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Oh, baby, won't you work?
Keep that shit comin' till it hurts, mm
[BEAM:]
Work the middle (Work)
Say mi haffi work di mikkle
Beat it up and make di pussy hurt a likkle
How many men or women have your pussy bursting into tears?
Call me the devil in the bed cah mi make your clothes disappear
[?] on top of it different
The effort you give me, you come and and kiss on top of my body
And press up and [?] and make it clear
Yuh said ya love how it felt when I had you nailed down
Open up your throat and use yuh gag reflexes, ah
Leave from 'ere to your besties, ah
Careful when yuh drive and sextin'
The picture wey you sent me have me restin', kisses
Yuh tell mi Jamaican friends mi eat me yuh up like Reeses
When you love me, it deepens and way mi love you is the deepest
Turn 'round for yuh real fuck
Cocky inna your see-through dress, clocking in for
[Sasha Keable:]
Work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Oh, baby, won't you work, work, work, work, work?
Na-na-na, baby, and
Work, work, work, work, work, work, work
(Oh, won't you work?)
Keep that shit coming till it hurts, mm