BB BELT X LATCH

Rock The Boat x Drank In My Cup (Mashup).mp3

PICK UP THE PHONE X BODY PARTY - vicradio 

DRUNK AND NASTY X NO POLE

ultra violet x bunna summa (mel’s mix)

stunna x gunna (make it look sexy x south to west)

WOO X DEAD TO ME

LOVE ME X P POWER

*I don’t own the copyrights to this music*

Sean Paul & Gunna - Temperature x P power (ROSZÉ Mashup)

Your touch pulls me higher than my breath can take,
Cherry-slick heat rising with every move you make.
Every gasp a tremor, every whisper spun,
I’m falling, shaking, undone by what you’ve begun.

Slow red fire dripping through our veins,
Electric rhythm humming in restrained chains.
Every kiss a flavor I can’t outrun,
Heaven tastes like candied cherries on your tongue.

Your warmth floods through me like a midnight tide,
I open softly, slowly, nowhere left to hide.
Every brush of lips, every shiver you crave,
Pulls me deeper into the sweetness that we both save.

Ruby drizzle melting over me,
Lost in the pulse of our chemistry.
Dark cherry currents moving endlessly—
This fever hits like pure ecstasy.

Candied cherries melting on your tongue,
Red heat rising, making my heartbeat run.
Cherry drips falling endlessly—
This sugar-high is only you and me.

Candied cherries melting on your tongue,
Lose me in the taste, let the rhythm come.
Cherry drips falling endlessly—
This sugar-high is only you and me.

City lights bend across your skin,
Every kiss pulls me further in.
I’m floating upward, held in your heat,
Cherry-sweet rhythm syncing heartbeat to beat.

Your grip pulls slow as your breath collides,
Tracing shivers up my trembling sides.
Red temptation—no thought to stray,
I fall into the motion of the way we sway.

Cherry glaze shining on your lips,
Slow red trails from your fingertips.
Pull me deeper, let the moment stun,
Taste me slow—don’t let this be done.

Heat drips low through my spine like wine,
Every second whispering “you’re mine.”
Cherry fever, let it overflow—
Don’t stop, don’t let me go.

Candied cherries melting on your tongue,
Red heat rising, making my heartbeat run.
Cherry drips falling endlessly—
This sugar-high is only you and me.

Candied cherries—pull me close, don’t let go,
Red tides climbing, moving soft and slow.
Candied cherries, everything feels divine—
Your taste is fire,
this cherry’s mine.

Candied Cherries

Better Than Perfect

Midnight on My Balcony

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