I.V. - Shot Thru The Heart

Hold on, I'm ready to shock you
Taking your innocent mind on purple velvet trim
Give ya something to rock to
A taste of the sound you could lick off your lips
Dialate it, hesitate it, make it fornicate
Start the tremble from the drums, it'll make you shake
It's a new kinda dance tune
It's better than sex
And it's coming for you

Baby!
Whoa!

Bullets of sweat
Got me a taste
Leave it to me to create the best
A state of the art
I'll tear you apart
And hit you like a shot thru the heart

Whoa!
Yeah!
Take it!
Yeah

For every second you hear this
The moment straggles your eyes and all bets begin to break
You can leave me a death wish
I'm dying to move and it's killin' me, killin' me
Leave your thoughts, all your ties don't resistate him
He's a slave to the rave keep the fever goin’
Like a heart of a toaster
I'm the bitch out to give you a ha-ha-ha-ha-hard time
Yeah

Bullets of sweat
Got me a taste
Leave it to me to create the best
A state of the art
I'll tear you apart
And hit you like a shot thru the heart

Bullets of sweat
Like under your chest
Leave it to me to create the best
A state of the art
I'll tear you apart
And hit you like a shot thru the

Yah!
Woo!
Baby!
Oh, that’s good

Ha-harder, ha-harder, ha…
Oh, oh

Bullets of sweat
Got me a taste
Leave it to me to create the best
A state of the art
I'll tear you apart
And hit you like a shot thru the heart

What you say?
A shot thru the heart and you're to blame!