Wet Like (feat. COBRAH)

An explosive, almost carnival-like confession, where the dirty and the sacred mix in a single dance under neon lights. Everything here is bold, loud, and physical: language as a weapon, the body as a stage, water as a symbol of power. Not shame, but defiance; not a hint, but a direct challenge: “look, listen, breathe this rhythm.”

This is music that smells of sticky club floors and glitter on skin, where energy doesn't ask for permission, but takes what it wants. Sexuality is turned into a ritual, and lust into a performance, and all this with such force that you want to laugh and sing along. There is no place for modesty here - only predatory, sparkling life.