A-Game Lyrics by Chloe Qisha
Well, it starts in the kitchen
I’m lip-chewing, picturing a house
Exchanging saliva
With eyeliner over your covers
You’re so cute (Yeah?)
And I just can’t help myself
When you talk about the weather
You’re so pretty (Yeah?)
And I just can’t help myself
I could stare at you forever
Bring your A-Game tonight
Bring your A-Game tonight
Baby, you break the rules
And baby, I’ll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Now we’re in your room
Hoping soon I can explore your exterior
A tangle of limbs
Skin on skin like were in WrestleMania
You’re so cute (Yeah?), yeah
And I just can’t help myself when you talk about sports
You’re so pretty (Yeah?)
And I just can’t help myself
Can I get a little more?
Can I get a little more?
Can I get a little more?
Bring your A-Game tonight
Bring your A-Game tonight
Baby, you break the rules
And baby, I’ll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Oh
I’ll be your number one girl tonight
Oh, yeah
Bring your A-Game tonight
Bring your A-Game tonight
Baby, you break the rules
And baby, I’ll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight