Hotter Than Hell - Pop Mage/Sup I’m Bianca

Lyrics by：Adam Midgley/Dua Lipa/Gerard O'Connell/Tommy Baxter

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

He calls me the devil

I make him wanna sin

Every time I knock he

Can't help but let me in

Must be homesick for the real

I'm the realest it gets

You probably still adore me

With my hands around your neck

Can you feel the warmth yeah

As my kiss goes down you

Like some sweet alcohol

Where I'm coming from yeah

It's the darker side of me

That makes you feel so numb

'Cause I'm hot like hell

Does it burn when I'm not there

And you're by yourself

Am I the answer to your prayers

I'm giving you that pleasure heaven

And I'll give it to you

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell

You're my manna from heaven

We all gotta get fed

Can't let me know I'm wanted

Can't let me in your head

I'm not here to make you kneel

But it's praise that I get

You ain't gonna walk free boy

Not finished with you yet no

Can you feel the warmth yeah

As my kiss goes down you

Like some sweet alcohol

Where I'm coming from yeah

It's the darker side of me

That makes you feel so numb

'Cause I'm hot like hell

Does it burn when I'm not there

And you're by yourself

Am I the answer to your prayers

I'm giving you that pleasure heaven

And I'll give it to you

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell

Oh you're down right there

You make me feel right there

When you lay me down right there

We just make it right there

'Cause you're looking so right there

Baby you should touch me right there

If you take me right there

We could make it

'Cause I'm hot like hell

Does it burn when I'm not there

And you're by yourself

Am I the answer to your prayers

I'm giving you that pleasure heaven

And I'll give it to you

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell

And I'll give it to you

Hotter than hell

Hotter than hell