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Late Reply (feat. Kendrys) - Malik Saint

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[Intro - Male & Female] (Upbeat 96 BPM R&B groove, bouncy bass, subtle hand percussion, bright kora plucks) [Male] Yeah... checked my motorola twice today. [Female] Oh, so now you're watching the clock? [Male] I'm just saying, three hours for a two-word text? [Female] Malik, please. You know how you play... [Verse 1 - Male] I paged you around one, asked if you were free, Hoping we could grab a bite, sit down and drink some tea. Four hours went by before my beeper caught a chime, With a short little message saying "Sorry, lost in time." Now I see you at the studio, acting like it’s sweet, Laughing with your girls while I’m sitting in my seat. You knew I had a session at the top of the night, So why you making me feel like I gotta pick a fight? [Pre-Chorus - Male] I ain't trying to be possessive, ain't trying to run your day, I just hate sitting 'round wondering what to say. If you're feeling the vibe, then let the energy show, Don't be leaving me hanging on a "maybe" or a "no." [Chorus - Male & Female] (Both singing together with interweaving harmonies) [Male] Another late reply, making me guess your mind, [Female] (Boy, you know I’m busy, don't be so unkind!) [Male] You keep me waiting on the line while the hours go by, [Female] (You do the same thing to me, so don't you even try!) [Both] We playing games with our phones, pretending we don't care, When we both know the chemistry is sitting right there. Yeah, another late reply... [Verse 2 - Female] Hold up, Malik, let’s get the story completely straight, Last Tuesday night you left me sitting at the gate. I called your house phone twice, talked to your roommate Ben, He said you were in the lab, wouldn't be back till ten. Now you wanna preach about a three-hour delay, Like you’re the king of communication every single day? I got a life of my own, moves I gotta make, I don't drop everything just for your ego’s sake. [Pre-Chorus - Female] I ain't playing no games, I’m just taking my time, Making sure a boy like you doesn't mess with my mind. If you want my attention, gotta earn it for real, Instead of complaining 'bout the way that you feel. [Chorus - Male & Female] (Both singing together with interweaving harmonies) [Male] Another late reply, making me guess your mind, [Female] (Boy, you know I’m busy, don't be so unkind!) [Male] You keep me waiting on the line while the hours go by, [Female] (You do the same thing to me, so don't you even try!) [Both] We playing games with our phones, pretending we don't care, When we both know the chemistry is sitting right there. Yeah, another late reply... [Verse 3 - Male & Female] (Fast alternating lines, intimate call-and-response) [Male] So what you doing tonight around eight? [Female] Depends on if you're pulling up early or late. [Male] I’ll be there at seven if you answer my call. [Female] Well, hit my two-way pager when you're down the hall. [Male] Don't leave me sitting on the curb in the street. [Female] Only if you promise that you're buying me to eat! [Bridge - Male & Female] (Music thins out to syncopated bass, soft hand drums, and warm electric piano) [Female] Maybe we’re both a little guarded inside... [Male] Using our busy schedules as a place to hide. [Female] I like you, Malik, I really do... [Male] Then stop making me chase after you. [Both] Let’s drop the foolish pride tonight... [Final Chorus - Male & Female] (Full energetic R&B groove with bright kora fills and stacked male/female ad-libs) [Male] No more late replies, no more guessing your mind, [Female] (No more guessing!) [Female] I’ll answer on the first ring, leave the games behind. [Male] No more waiting on the line while the hours go by, [Female] (I'm right here, baby!) [Both] We dropping all the silly games, showing that we care, 'Cause we both know the chemistry is sitting right there. No more late reply... [Outro - Male & Female] (Drums fade, warm Rhodes piano and delicate kora plucks) [Male] So... I'm calling you at seven? [Female] I'll answer on the first ring. [Male] You better. [Female] Don't be late, Saints. [Male] Late reply... no more. (Fade out)