just rhythm

Intro

Yeah...

Motion Saint Studio.

African baby with the runway energy...

Mm.

You know the vibe.

Verse 1

Palm trees swaying by the roadside view,

White linen shirt with the midnight hue.

Taxi move slow when the bassline knock,

Pretty brown skin make the whole world stop.

Waistline roll with the island tension,

Soft little wine got the room all senseless.

Gold rings shining when you touch my chain,

Body too fire make the night go dangerous.

She from the east side, talks real low,

Lip gloss glow under orange neon.

Said she don’t dance for the internet crowd,

Only move free when the speakers too loud.

Big back rhythm with the soft skin glow,

Afrobeat bounce make the floor vibrate slow.

My brothers outside in the all-black trucks,

Girls singing lyrics while they pouring that rum.

No fake flex, we came from the dirt,

Now it’s silk on the body and stars on the shirt.

Still got scars underneath my ego,

Still thank God every time that we level.

Pre-Chorus

And your eyes got stories...

Can’t lie, girl, your energy different.

Whole city blurry...

But your face stay high-definition.

Female Chorus

Hold me close...

Don’t let the night get cold-cold...

Slow dance under the streetlight glow-glow...

One more touch...

Make my heartbeat slow-slow...

Love how your body move natural...

(Ahhh...)

Move natural...

Verse 2

Rooftop nights with the skyline shining,

Brown skin glowing when the moonlight hit it.

Backseat love with the rain on the windows,

Kiss mark stains on the dark espresso.

She like old-school R&B from the nineties,

Dark feminine aura too hypnotizing.

I said “baby don’t leave when the fame start changing,”

She said “real love don’t move too basic.”

Studio sessions till the sunrise break,

Voice too smooth when she sing on the take.

Whole room froze when she walked through smoke,

Motion Saint vibes make the city lose hope.

Cashmere touch with the slow eye contact,

Whole lotta chemistry, no need captions.

Everybody watching how we move through crowds,

Like two lost souls with the music too loud.

Street boy heart with the luxury taste,

Mix pain with love till it sound like grace.

Now the whole team living cinematic,

Black love glowing all futuristic.

Bridge

Blue lights...

Slow rain...

Your perfume on my skin again.

No stress...

No lies...

Just rhythm and neon skies.

Final Chorus

Hold me close...

Don’t let the night get cold-cold...

Slow dance under the streetlight glow-glow...

One more touch...

Make my heartbeat slow-slow...

Love how your body move natural...

(Ahhh...)

Move natural...

Outro

Motion Saint Studio...

Ocean breeze.

Late-night streets.

Last cigarette by the taxi door.

Gone...