Kisses is what they call me, but that’s not what I'm known for

Any fast paced song reminds me of my night life

Similar to Clark Kent, once I change clothes I’m a whole nother person

Legs automatically wrapping around poles, tricks turned faster than the record being played

He says if I bounce dat ass fast enough that ill bet that bill

A 9-5 aint what’s really for me…

Just knowing that my smooth brown skin causes a twinkle in every mans eye

Spot light hits and I get nervous every time the warmth covers my body

And every dollar that’s strapped to my thigh I know wasn’t hard to earn

Dirty money spends just like clean

Each Friday and Saturday you can find me where the music pumps like the body’s lively fluids

Protrude through the streets like word of mouth

You will learn…

Kisses is what they call me, but that’s not what I’m known for.