Pressure On Ya. ( backstreet)

Lyrics

Intro

(Yeah...)
(Huh... huh...)
Ayy
Late night, backstreet, black tint (skrrt)
Know I make her feel right (woo)

Chorus 1

She say my touch hit different (different)
Body start shakin’, now she twitchin’ (ayy)
Gold grills flash in the moonlight glow (shine)
Slow stroke game got her losin’ control (uh)
Dark room vibin’, bass too heavy (boom)
Heartbeat race when she ride real steady (go)
She ain’t never felt pressure like this (nah)
Every time I slide through she addicted (yeah)

Verse 1

Black Forces stomp when I step through the door (door)
Low voice talk, got her beggin’ for more (more)
Chain swing low while the 808 knock (boom)
Hands on her waist while the whole room rock (rock)
Candy paint whip outside on creep (skrrt)
She say the vibe too raw, too deep (deep)
Liquor in the cup, smoke cloud thick (huh)
Whisper in her ear, now her legs start split (ayy)
Southside player with a dangerous grin (yeah)
Tattooed hands got her pullin’ me in (in)
Lights real low, whole night on go (go)
She say nobody ever did it this cold (nah)

Chorus 2

I make her body feel better than ever (ever)
Cold world outside but we burn together (burn)
808 pound through the mattress frame (boom boom)
Every lil touch drive her insane (ayy)
She keep callin’ back when I leave town (leave)
Love how the bass make the walls shake down (shake)
Slow grind smooth while I talk that slick (huh)
She say my energy too addictive (yeah)

Verse 2

Chrome on the belt but the mood stay player (player)
Dark shades on while I grip that hair (woo)
Ride through the city with the stars all dim (dim)
Whole block know I move like sin (sin)
Ad-libs echo through the smoke-filled room (room)
Bassline heavy like a storm gon’ boom (boom)
Lazy flow slick but the talk real mean (mean)
She melt every time that I step on scene (scene)
Designer sheets all tangled up (up)
Half-full bottle in the double cup (cup)
She say my touch got her soul on fire (fire)
Every little move keep takin’ her higher (higher)

Chorus 3

Body locked up when I pull her close (close)
Whisper real low while the beat still ghost (ghost)
She don’t want love, just the midnight feel (feel)
Something so raw that it almost surreal (uh)
Dark room sweatin’, fan spin slow (slow)
Windows fogged up from the heat we throw (ayy)
Every time she leave she come right back (back)
Cause ain’t nobody got the pressure like that (nah)

Verse 3

Big 808s make the floorboard shake (shake)
She bite her lip every move I make (make)
Fast life livin’ but the mood stay slow (slow)
Southern drawl smooth when I talk that flow (flow)
Late-night ridin’ through the city lights (skrrt)
Everything dangerous feel so right (right)
Gold teeth shine when I laugh real low (low)
Got her hypnotized by the way I roll (roll)
No cap, lil baby too attached (attached)
Every time I leave she relapse fast (fast)
Hands on my chest while the bassline hit (boom)
She say the whole damn world stop when we dip (yeah)

Chorus 4

She say nobody make her feel this alive (alive)
Every lil second got her lost in the vibe (vibe)
Dark trap love with the speakers on blast (blast)
Moments so good make the whole night last (last)
Lo-fi drums and the hi-hats glide (tsk tsk)
Bodies move slow while the moon outside (woo)
I just keep givin’ her that dangerous thrill (thrill)
Now she hooked on the way that I make her feel

Verse 4

Sun comin’ up but we still awake (awake)
Ashtray full and the bed still shake (shake)
Voice all rough from the smoke and drink (drink)
She say I know every thought she think (huh)
Cold-hearted player but I ease her pain (pain)
Every touch make her go insane (yeah)
Backseat vibes with the neon glow (glow)
Whole city sleep while we movin’ slow (slow)
Menace in my eyes but my hands real smooth (smooth)
She say my rhythm got her locked in the groove (groove)
Southside anthem when the bassline crack (boom)
She never felt nothin’ like that, that’s facts (facts)

Outro

(Yeah...)
Pressure on ya...
(boom boom)
Late night sinner music...
Southside...
(huh...)