Temperature's Rising Act II

Love king, love king forever

Now this was made for winter time loving Yeah, this was made for kissing and touching Temperature's rising Temperature's rising And all I need is you Your naked body in a pitch black room A bucket of ice cubes and a ceiling fan And all I want is your temperature's rising And all I need is your temperature's rising

Room so hot that the candle wax is melting right now But the wick ain't lit Bed so soaked, thighs so sticky when you be running it And when you on your knees with the crazy arch You'll be jamming my shots We'll be trying to tear the whole bed apart (Oh yeah, oh yeah) 50 Shades of grey, blasting Marvin Gaye Off the Hennessy So high that you think you had a jet I'ma give you that fever sex while Feels so good I wanna go home on a love child And oh, when your body's calling Let me be your go to guy Let me be your gas, B Let me show you how a good time flies Like from winter to spring Baby, make love to a king Baby, if you can't be my girlfriend You can be my winter time thing So just be a man about it

Now this was made for winter time loving Yeah, this was made for kissing and touching Temperature's rising Temperature's rising All I need is you Your naked body in a pitch black room A bucket of ice cubes and a ceiling fan And all I want is your temperature's rising And all I need is your temperature's rising

(Facts) My bed is empty (Facts) My body's waiting (Facts) Oh, I'm so impatient (Facts) For you to come over (Facts) We can fuck from the front door (Facts) We can fuck in the shower (Facts) Dick so long like a time lapse (Facts) Fill the empty days with the hours (Facts) I won't come up for air (Facts) I won't move 'til you cum (Facts) 'Til you feel paralyzed (Facts) Until your legs go numb (Facts) You'll probably climb the walls (Facts) Hanging off the chandelier (Facts) 'Til you call me king of love (Facts) Let me make this crystal clear, oh baby

Now this was made for winter time loving Yeah, this was made for kissing and touching Temperature's rising Temperature's rising All I need is you Your naked body in a pitch black room A bucket of ice cubes and a ceiling fan And all I want is your temperature's rising And all I need is your temperature's rising

Whenever your body's calling I can hear you Temperature's rising 'Til your body's on fire See, it's time to get higher, boy All the way, all the way, all the way See, my body's like a heatwave All the way, all the way, all the way Like the summer on a Georgia drive All the way, all the way, all the way Hot like a sauna, baby, yeah Like a fever on 110 All the way, all the way, all the way All the way, all the way, all the way Like summertime in Georgia All the way, all the way, all the way Hot like a winter wind All the way, all the way, all the way From a love doctor to a sinner