100 Degrees (feat. Quinn XCII)

You somehow get me riled up And press my buttons till they come off I spit back fire burning in my lungs And then we smoke to forget it all But I can not get enough Your body's a perfect vacation and you know That I can't stay mad at you We just take a break and get back at it You turn the breeze to a hundred degrees Oh, I never keep cool when you bring the heat That fire That fire You try my patience like a glove I count back fingers what you fucked up Then you lift my body in the air I melt to drops and forget to care But I still can't get enough Your body's a perfect vacation and you know That I can't stay mad at you We just take a break and get back at it You turn the breeze to a hundred degrees Oh, I never keep cool when you bring the heat That fire That fire Oo Oo Oo, the way ya go way up! Oo Oo Oo, the way ya go way up! Break down my sin, break down my lies right now I need your skin all up on mine right now Baby I know you're acting wild, somehow I'm still a child when you walk into the room Trying to keep my mind still, been fighting this all day But in the night we feel a rush, your energy's my wave It's dangerous emotion, like playing with those flames But underneath this fire is where we stay You turn the breeze to a hundred degrees Oh, I never keep cool when you bring the heat That fire Oo Oo Oo, the way ya go way up! Oo Oo Oo, the way ya go way up!