They say that I'm dangerous If I were to tell, they'll kill me now Well imma cut to the chase Oh oh oh oh oh oh Chica bang bang Cause I be living like a rockstar What doesn't kill you makes you stronger every time

You, a violent desire Do you wanna cross the line? We're runnin' out of time A dangerous night to fall in love A dangerous night to fall in love (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I, I am a man on fire What a dangerous night to fall in love Don't know why we still

Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Yeah, I have it I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like

Stay Dangerous Hop in the coupe, subtract the roof, like what it do? Heard you don't like neither, nigga fuck it, too Heard you tryna wife her up, I'm tryna pipe her loose All my niggas got stripes (rah!), sabertooth Big P's, Big B's, nigga, suu whoop

Fear of time and missing links We all once were, oh, we all once were We people, we're dangerous things And I'll walk 'til my legs are broken A sheltered mind, a fear of rings Shave our heads strip our clothes Burn them books but the mind still grows

You know, you got me with the love and feeling I know, my body cares only what to say Got to keep it all in line, all in line (Sexual attraction is confusing, maddening, euphoric, even dangerous. It drives people to extreme behavior, even unspeakable

He's nearing the brink, but he thinks first The parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene D is for delightful And try and keep your trousers on I think you should know you're his favorite worst nightmare He knew what he wanted to say But he

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm on the roof of the party Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous Ay, red lights on in the boulevard That means business Ay, throw up in this bitch, I might Corny bitches make me sick I might throw up in

'Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you A little less conversation and a little more touch my body So baby, come light me up and baby I'll let you on it A little bit dangerous, but baby, that's how I want it A little less conversation, and a little