[Intro – 8 bars] Yeah… uh… come on [Verse 1] Red dress, no plans, I just walked in DJ already knows what I want him to spin You across the room, tryna play it cool But your eyes keep saying “break every rule” Heels click, bassline thick, perfume in the air One look and the temperature’s rare [Pre-Chorus] No conversation, we don’t need it tonight Just vibration, skin tight, city lights Move in closer, let me feel that pressure Two-step, heartbeat, whatever [Chorus] Body talk, body talk Say it with your waistline Body talk, body talk I can read you like a bassline No words, just work Let the rhythm do the flirting Body talk, body talk Keep it going till the morning (Work, work, work, work) (Work, work, work, work) [Post-Chorus] Turn me up, turn me up Hands on my hips, don’t stop Turn me up, turn me up Till the speaker blows the roof off [Verse 2] Sweat on my neck, ice in my cup You pull me in like “baby, what’s up?” Slow grind, fast wine, perfect crime We don’t need permission, just perfect timing Pon the floor, give me more, lose control This the kind of night that saves your soul [Pre-Chorus] No conversation, just elevation We speak in rotation, pure sensation [Chorus] Body talk, body talk Say it with your waistline Body talk, body talk I can read you like a bassline No words, just work Let the rhythm do the flirting Body talk, body talk Keep it going till the morning (Work, work, work, work) (Work, work, work, work) [Drop – 16 bars pure dancehall-house] Skanking horns stab, sub-bass slides Vocal chop: “work-work-work” pitched and sliced Kick on 2 & 4, off-beat skitter hats Crowd scream on the silence before it hits back [Bridge – half-time, sexy whisper] Slow it down… right there… Hands on the wall, breathe my name in my ear Then speed it up, don’t stop Till the sun comes up on the rooftop [Final Chorus – everything louder, extra ad-libs] Body talk, body talk Say it with your waistline (say it, say it) Body talk, body talk Till the whole club losing they mind No words, just work Till we both forget the hurting Body talk, body talk See you same time next weekend [Outro] Work… work… (Yeah, Rihanna vibes, island swagger, zero chill, all night.) 3:24 and the floor’s still wet.
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