Guilty Pleasure

Guilty Pleasure

How your body became my pleasure?

It's too much pressure

Mind pressure, body pleasure

Got me high like its blood pressure

This is peer pressure

I am guilty for your body

Is it bad to call you hottie?

Because I want your body

Time to get naughty

Rock with your body

Nice and slow

Just like the jazzy music flow

Make love real nice and slow

I know how to handle you though

Got to keep you on the low

I just hope my body don't explode

I might implode

It's so hard to ignore

My insides are sore

I hate getting bored

I just want you and your body

I just felt filthy

Needy and greedy

Guilty

Guilty as charge

I have a mild craving

That drives me crazy

Its so addicting I can't resist it

I don't want to keep my distance from this pleasure

I can't handle the pressure

Mind pressure, body pleasure

You are my guilty pleasure

I hate to have you

But I want to enjoy you

I adore you

How do I get close to you?

I'm so guilty thinking about you

Don't know what I should do to you

You and your body

I want you to touch my body

You are a hottie with a beautiful body

Making my thoughts turn me into a thottie

You thought of me the way I thought of you

And yet I'm the one trying to soul

I'm so guilty I don't want to sin no more

Here comes pressure

I can feel it

Coming in me into my veins

Could it be high blood pressure or peer pressure?

No just guilt

Guilty Pleasure