Seven's Unleashed

Lyrics

Solid 7 (big opening riff, stadium lights flashing, crowd already roaring) (Singer, big stupid grin) I’ve chased the tens my whole damn life The ones who walk in looking like a dream Tits up high, ass out to the side Perfect curves in every single scene You take her home feeling like a king Heart racing, dick already hard Then the lights come on and the whole thing dies Flat chest, no ass, pure false advertising from the start She talked a big game in the parking lot Said she’d ruin you in the best way Then she just laid there open-eyed and dry While you did all the work and she checked her phone mid-play (crowd “ohhhhh”) Then I met the solid seven Nothing flashy, nothing loud No push-up, no filter, no tight little dress Just standing there looking average in the crowd But the second those clothes hit the floor Something filthy and perfect changed That solid seven turned into a ten And she started working me deranged (Chorus — band explodes, 50,000 people screaming) She’s a solid 7 walking in But a ten when the clothes come off The pretty ones look like a perfect ten Then they just lay there soft and soft She don’t need the fancy packaging She just rides it thick and deep Quiet girl, perfect mouth She’s the real one and she don’t sleep (Verse 2 — singer pacing the stage like a preacher) The tens are all camera angles and Spanx They look amazing from across the bar You get them home and it’s all padding and hope Then they just stare at the ceiling like you’re too far But the sevens? They walk in with no makeup on Cheap jeans, no brand-name shine You almost walk past them every time Then they climb on and rearrange your mind She doesn’t tease, she doesn’t pretend She grabs your throat and she owns the night Thick thighs, real tits, zero hesitation That solid seven turns into a ten and fucks the life out of you under the lights (Chorus — even bigger, dirtier) She’s a solid 7 walking in But a ten when the clothes come off The pretty ones look like a perfect ten Then they just lay there soft and soft She don’t need the fancy packaging She just rides it thick and deep Quiet girl, perfect mouth She’s the real one and she don’t sleep (Bridge — half-time, almost emotional, still filthy) I don’t care if she ain’t the prettiest I don’t care about the number on the scale When she starts moving like she means it She becomes the best I’ve ever felt The tens were all false advertising All that hype and nothing real The sevens were the quiet risk Who turned into a ten and made me heal… By riding me until I couldn’t feel (Final Chorus — absolute chaos, confetti, crowd losing their minds) SHE’S A SOLID 7 WALKING IN BUT A TEN WHEN THE CLOTHES COME OFF THE PRETTY ONES LOOK LIKE A PERFECT TEN THEN THEY JUST LAY THERE SOFT AND SOFT SHE DON’T NEED THE FANCY PACKAGING SHE JUST RIDES IT THICK AND DEEP QUIET GIRL, PERFECT MOUTH SHE’S THE REAL ONE AND SHE DON’T SLEEP (Outro — band jamming hard, singer yelling over the roar) Yeah! Take the risk! Solid seven! Turns into a ten! She’s the real one! She’s the one worth keeping! We ain’t never going back!