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ELLE DUPREE — RED-EYED MAN

ELISE AND ELLE
ELISE AND ELLE
female r&b sultry woman • Tempo: keep it 103 BPM for bounce but add live feel — trap drums mixed with live bass, Fender Rhodes, and dusty vinyl textures, • Intro: cinematic strings swell under the lo-fi piano, vinyl crackle stays, • Verse Production: warm 808s, subtle gospel-style organ pads, and background “mm-hm” ad-libs from a small choir for soul depth, • Chorus: stack her vocals into three harmonies (main + octave + airy falsetto), Add shimmering reverb tails for that radio-ready polish, • Bridge: drop the drums, let her voice ride over piano and a low synth pad; then a massive 808 fill brings the final chorus back, • Outro: live sax or muted trumpet to give that late-night Memphis feel, • Backgrounds: female gang-vocals on key lines (“Yeah bitch!”, “Crestwood shit!”, “My red-eyed man!”) for energy, • Mixing: push her lead slightly compressed, airy top-end; keep the low-mid warmth for presence, • Mastering: target –9 LUFS loudness, deep sub-bass clarity, crisp highs

[Intro – Vinyl Crackle, Trap Piano] [laughs wild] Yeah bitch, Crestwood in this motherfuckin’ thing Don’t talk that love shit if you ain’t bled for it This one for my red-eyed man — real shit only [Verse 1 – Gritty Flow] Smoke thick, room lookin’ like a dream Bad bitch rollin’, he my team Talk slick, but that’s my dude We cuss, we drink, we act a fool Ain’t no fake shit, we too damn real If it ain’t pain, it don’t appeal They whisper, we don’t give a damn Fuck they talk — I love my man [Pre-Chorus – Swagger] We fight, we fuck, we smoke, we chill Crestwood made, we hard for real Ain’t no front, ain’t no plan Just me ridin’ with my red-eyed man [Chorus – Heavy Soul Hook] I don’t love nobody but my red-eyed man He my calm, my chaos, my fuckin’ plan We smoke, we laugh, we don’t pretend Crestwood bitch, I ride to the end Say what you want, I don’t give a damn Whole block know who the fuck I am If you know, then you understand I don’t love nobody but my red-eyed man [Verse 2 – Rough & Honest] Money short, but the weed still loud We fucked up, but we still proud He talk his shit, I talk mine too We both wrong, but we still true Every night’s smoke and bass and fight But that’s our peace, that’s our light Call me crazy, I don’t give a damn I’m that bitch for my red-eyed man [Pre-Chorus – Low Voice, Grit] We fight, we fuck, we smoke, we chill Crestwood made, we hard for real Ain’t no front, ain’t no plan Just me ridin’ with my red-eyed man [Chorus – Trap-Soul Bounce] I don’t love nobody but my red-eyed man He my calm, my chaos, my fuckin’ plan We smoke, we laugh, we don’t pretend Crestwood bitch, I ride to the end Say what you want, I don’t give a damn Whole block know who the fuck I am If you know, then you understand I don’t love nobody but my red-eyed man [Bridge – Spoken, Laid Back] Yeah, we toxic, we loud, we laugh too hard High as fuck, talk shit in the yard They can hate, I don’t give a damn Still that bitch with my red-eyed man [Outro – Vinyl Fade] [laughs] Yeah hoe, Crestwood stay up Smoke thick, love thick, we don’t let up Red-eyed dreams, loud in my hand Forever me and my red-eyed man