Throat It

Boy, your shadow hits the wall like temptation on display,
You’re walking like a warning sign I’m ready to obey.
You grab me by the collar with that grin I can’t deny,
Say you’ve got a little craving that’ll take me way up high.
Your voice drops to a whisper, low and wicked in my ear,
And every word you’re breathing sends me drowning in the fear—
The good kind, the wild kind, the kind that pulls me in,
The kind that makes me follow you and never think of sin.

[Pre-Chorus]
You push me to the wall like you’ve been waiting for this moment,
Tell me what you’re wanting with that tone that’s got me open…

[Chorus]
So throat it, throat it,
Baby, show me how you take control, don’t sugarcoat it.
Just go in, own it,
Let the rhythm of your hunger make me lose my focus.
You want it? Show it.
I can feel you in my heartbeat and I know you know it.
So throat it, throat it —
Boy, your lips are a religion and I’m here to worship.

[Verse 2]
You hit me with that look that makes the room start spinning slow,
Drag your thumb across my jaw like you’re mapping where to go.
Your breath is hot and heavy like a promise breaking free,
And every move you make is screaming what you want from me.
You pull me even closer, grip is firm and full of need,
Whisper: “Let me take you places where you never learned to breathe.”
Your tongue is playing games that make my whole world fade to black,
And every time you tease me I’m already falling back.

[Pre-Chorus]
You tell me, “Don’t you worry, boy, I’ve got this, just relax,”
And I can feel the fire rising as you tighten your attack…

[Chorus]
So throat it, throat it,
Baby, take me to the edge and don’t you sugarcoat it.
Just show it, own it,
Got me shaking from the way your rhythm keeps me open.
You want it? Know it.
I can feel your little smirk from how you choose to show it.
So throat it, throat it —
Got me losing all my sanity, and I don’t oppose it.

[Bridge]
You say you love the taste of danger when it’s pressed against your tongue,
You say you love the way I tremble when the night has just begun.
You say you crave the rush of power when you’ve got me in your grip,
That little pause, that little smile before you take another sip.
You know exactly what you’re doing with that wicked, hungry pace,
And I’m addicted to the feeling when you drag me into place.
You whisper “Don’t you dare move” with a voice that sounds like sin —
And baby, I surrender ’cause you know I’ll let you win.

[Final Chorus]
So throat it, throat it,
Boy, your hunger is a fire and I just can’t control it.
Just hold it, own it,
Let the night turn into thunder when you move and mold it.
You want it? Show it,
I’m a sinner at your mercy and you damn well know it.
So throat it, throat it —
And don’t you ever stop until the stars explode it.

Male Vocal, Hypnotic club beat, distorted bass, breathy vocals, sexy tension, chaotic Blackout-era vibe., male, man