[Intro – whispered, melodic tone] (Yeah… mm…) It’s that moment you ain’t tellin’ no one about… (shhh) That room… where all them rules fade… (Facts…) [Verse 1 – Drake-style flow] Champagne kisses on the thighs you hide from your mirror (drip) Told her, “You ain’t gotta fake it, I see the real you clearer.” (real talk) Your body talkin’ back, girl, I study every lecture (professor Stax) Love how you curve pain, I major in your architecture (blueprint) Tongue write novels on your spine like a New York Times (best-seller) She say she numb to love, I reply with every line (deep) “Let me taste the silence where your trust used to live” (mmm) Now she archin’ like a sermon, tryna give what she don’t give (hallelujah) Her last man left her cold, I came heated with a mission (fire) She say, “You touch me like I’m sin, but with forgiveness in the rhythm.” (preach) Dior scent on her skin, got me preachin’ while I sin (amen) Told her, “You don’t need a savior, you just need to let me in.” (right there…) [Hook – melodic, Tory vibe w/ falsetto ad-libs] Girl, you moan like my name’s a confession (say it, say it) Whispers in Dior, love without discretion (whispers… yuh) You ride it like you tryna break a blessing (hold on tight) Say my name like it’s written in obsession (Ant $tax… ooh) I ain’t here for show, this a message in your core (message sent) Touch so deep, got you prayin’ for more… (more, more…) Whispers in Dior… whispers in Dior… This ain’t just sex, this war (facts… pull up) [Verse 2 – deeper tone, switch-up flow + heavy ad-libs] She say, “You fuck me like you tryna erase a past” (gone…) Told her, “Every ex is a ghost—I just came to outlast.” (boo!) Got her legs doin’ math, now her heart doin’ science (equation solved) She call me karma in the flesh, she was runnin’, now she silent (zip it…) Pussy got a purpose, this ain’t no random collision (divine) I make her climax like a plot twist with precision (plot twist!) Every stroke’s a paragraph, I write pain into peace (therapy) Now she curlin’ up post-love like she prayin’ for release (lay back…) The way I grip thighs like I’m guardin’ a secret (tight-lipped) Got her speakin’ in tongues like she tryin’ to keep it (talk to me) She said, “Damn, you more than just a sneaky link,” (yeah?) Told her, “I’m that ink you feel, even after the sheets shrink.” (permanent…) [Hook – repeat with ad-libs change-up] Girl, you moan like my name’s a confession (confess that shit) Whispers in Dior, love without discretion (low key love) You ride it like you tryna break a blessing (break it down) Say my name like it’s written in obsession (obsessed, huh?) I ain’t here for show, this a message in your core (take notes) Touch so deep, got you prayin’ for more… (preach it) Whispers in Dior… whispers in Dior… This ain’t just sex… this war (war of the souls, baby) [Outro – soft tone fading out] Yeah… I ain’t leavin’ no marks… just memories… (forever) Whispers in Dior… She still quivers when I’m gone
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