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Keep Your Receipt is next.

V6-WILD

[Chorus: immediate female lead, buzzing bass and snapping claps; tight vocal doubles] That's on you. (That's on you.) Who told you to? Not me, not me— That's on you. I said thank you, baby, Didn't say “I'm your baby.” You heard what you wanted to— That's on you. [Instrumental: four bars of rubbery synth-bass hook, dry claps and skipping hand drums; clipped brass answers the bass, then a one-beat stop] [Verse 1: clipped, teasing phrasing; sparse bass and hand percussion] Sweet at first, then you keep score, Give a little, want a little more. I said thanks, you heard yes— That's a hell of a guess. Like your smile, hate your angle, Why'd you have to make it awkward? Could've had me wanting more, Now you're adding up what for. [Pre-Chorus: rising melody, close harmonies; kick drops out near the end] A little charm would've done it, Little less “Look what I've done.” Had a chance, had a chance— Now you haven't got one. [Chorus: full groove, clipped brass answering the lead] That's on you. (That's on you.) Who told you to? Not me, not me— That's on you. I said thank you, baby, Didn't say “I'm your baby.” You heard what you wanted to— That's on you. [Instrumental: eight-bar groove with deep sliding bass, syncopated kick, rattling shakers and sharp rimshots; plucked synth repeats a three-note motif, brass enters halfway, final bar stripped to percussion] [Verse 2: stronger rhythmic bite, rubbery synth accents] Want my number? Use your manners. Want my time? Then make me wanna. Less impressing, more connection, Can you handle my attention? I like generous, not possessive, All that counting isn't sexy. If I kiss you, that's my choice, You don't get the casting vote. [Instrumental: four-bar transition; bass descends beneath scattered plucks, claps fall away, hand drums narrow to a sparse rim-click pattern] [Bridge: smooth sustained melody, bass and finger clicks; harmonies build gradually] I might've wanted to, If you hadn't told me to. Might've made the first move— Now you'll never know. Now you'll never know. Thank you, thank you— Don't mean “I want you.” Thank you, thank you— Don't mean I do. [Instrumental: two-bar lift with ascending brass stabs, tightening hand-drum fills and a held bass note; full stop before the chorus] [Female Rap: punchy, playful, quick bursts with deliberate pauses] Big spender, bad listener, One “no” made you bitter, huh? No deal, no debt, no “not yet,” No kiss coming with the cheque. Cute face, shame 'bout the attitude, Now I'm rude 'cause I won't flatter you? My treat? Fine. Your treat? Fine. Either way, this mouth is mine. Don't sulk, don't start, don't send flowers, Then count the petals like I owe you hours. You paid extra just to get it on ice, Now you want applause? I said thanks twice. Not impressed? Now I'm “hard to please,” Wasn't saying that when you chased me. Want a little love? Lose the invoice. You can make an offer, I can make a choice. [Final Chorus: full drums and bass, rich female harmonies, high lead ad-libs] That's on you. (That's on you.) Who told you to? Not me, not me— That's on you. I said thank you, baby, Didn't say “I'm your baby.” [Full instrumental stop; lead alone] You heard what you wanted to. [Full groove returns] That's on you. [Outro: layered sung hook over signature bass riff] Thank you, thank you— Don't mean “I want you.” Not me, not me, Who told you to? Not me, not me— That's on you. [Instrumental Outro: eight bars of the signature bass-and-pluck hook, brass answering in short bursts; drums drop away in stages, leaving bass and one final dry clap]