[Intro]
Yeah...
He call me in after dark…
Close the door... lock it tight.
No rules, no ties...
Just me. His desk. And that look in his eyes.

[Drop Hook]
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Tie pulled loose, I’m such a flex!)
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(High heels on, no need to text!)
Workin’ late? Nah, I clocked his move—
He grip my hips, and I find that groove!

HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Suit and heat, got me obsessed!)
No lights on, just city glow—
I run this floor, and he know I know!

[Verse 1]
Boss talk all day, but he soft at night,
When I walk in tight, he lose that fight.
Papers fly when I drop it low,
He got control, but I run that show.

Red nails on glass, lips on curve,
He whisper wild, I swerve and serve.
No HR, no regrets,
Just lipstick stains and unbuttoned vests.

[Pre-Drop]
He say “shhh”...
Hands on waist...
Makin' deals that ain’t on paper.
My body’s the memo.
And baby—he’s the stapler.

[Drop Hook]
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Payroll closed, but I’m still next!)
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Send that doc, but sign with sex!)
Late-night vibes, no coffee needed—
He want me bad, and yeah, I feed it!

HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Lights down low, no time to text!)
Leather seat, but I sit on him—
And I don’t stop ‘til the lights go dim.

[Bridge]
Whispers in my ear…
Grip a little tighter…
Hands in my hair,
Desk getin' lighter…
We ain’t working… we working it.
And he’s the one who asked for it.

[Verse 2]
No panties, just power moves,
Lipstick fierce, attitude smooth.
He think he in charge—cute mistake,
‘Til I ride that desk like a dinner plate.

He fix his tie, I unclip mine,
Kiss so deep, we lose all time.
Office hours? Nah, we breakin’ rules—
This room’s the throne, and we both the fools.

[Final Drop]
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Sign my name where I know it’s best!)
HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Close that deal, beat in my chest!)
Work that floor like a power queen—
I got him hooked like a fever dream!

HE LOVE BENDING ME OVER HIS DESK!
(Day job done, but this the test!)
We don’t clock out, we burn right through—
'Cause what he want?
Baby, that’s me in view.

[Outro]
One more meeting...
No agenda…
No clothes…
Just me…
Bent...
Right...
There.

He Love Bending Me Over His Desk!

i been doing music for 24 years now, producer, pianist, sound engineer, & songwriter, as an Independent Artist (I DO ALL MY OWN ALBUM ARTWORK) which means i don't Collab sorry!........ sigh 
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He Love Bending Me Over His Desk!

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