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You wanted sweet?
I brought the flame.
I wear pride like shine on skin,
You play nice? I lean to win.
He said “soft”—I broke the frame,
Step too close—I shift the name.
You seek gold—I take the stage,
You whisper “please”—I turn the page.
Push me low, I raise the fee,
I don’t fold—I set me free.
Too sharp, too rare,
Too bold, don’t care.
Too much? Then turn,
I don’t just play — I burn.
I’m on my finest flavor,
Kiss me wrong—I’ll savor.
Dress too clean, no favor,
Melt your pride, no waiver.
Velvet danger—don’t try,
Gloss too bold, don’t lie.
Tongue too smooth, no cry,
I flip once — then fly.
—IG.2 turned your guilt into style.
I don’t soften — I spark light,
You play safe? I move right.
You throw sweet, I throw shine,
You want hush? I realign.
You want neat? I taste sin,
You call “love”—I lean in.
Every line you spoke fades,
I stay bright — I get paid.
Too sharp, too rare,
Too bold, don’t care.
Too much? Then turn,
I don’t just play — I burn.
I’m on my finest flavor,
Kiss me wrong—I’ll savor.
Dress too clean, no favor,
Melt your pride, no waiver.
Velvet danger—don’t try,
Gloss too bold, don’t lie.
Tongue too smooth, no cry,
I flip once — then fly.
Bad never looked so poised.
Still no regrets.