Strobe

Baby girl hit the lights!
Now I don't wanna ask you twice, but it shol'd be nice
If ya pretty little figure could just pose for a nigga
But this lighting just a lil' harsh, imma make it lil' dimmer

Now
Vogue, vogue, vogue, slow, hold
That's that shit right there

Now
Vogue, vogue, vogue, slow, hold
Strobe for a nigga

Lights, camera, action!
Passion be the fruit, perfect yea that's you
Bout' as perfect as how I'm perched here puffin' on this dank purp, with this view
Find a finer dimer than you, if I'm being honest, ion think it's true

I see ya Jimmy Choos and ya got Religion
All this game I'm kicking, hope ya not offended
When a nigga say "I'm tryna chop ya down!"
I'm talking beating the box for rounds

No karate but I promise I can take care of you
But I swear to God I won't Drake witchu'
Fuck all that talk
How 'bout a drink or two?

Baby girl hit the lights!
Now I don't wanna ask you twice, but it shol'd be nice
If ya pretty little figure could just pose for a nigga
But this lighting just a lil' harsh, imma make it lil' dimmer

Now
Vogue, vogue, vogue, slow, hold
That's that shit right there

Now
Vogue, vogue, vogue, slow, hold
Strobe for a nigga

Hope you notice how I let built build
Similar to how I let the images develop
Dark red room get it all wet up

You goin' love when it come together
Tell me, who you know that do it better
Name another nigga this clever, yea I'll wait
But I bet you'll never

Shiid

I been knew I was the bomb
That's why you all enveloped in my charm
I'd be proud to rock you on my arm
And I'd be down to rock you all night long!

Little mistress
Quite the temptress
Quiet storm, better yet a tempest
Baby, baby
We could really go the distance

Really baby what's the difference between me, and you?
Sorta like three, less two
Leaving one thing for us to do

Ain't no thang for us to lose
Ain't no thang for you to choose
Ain't no thang to make a move
We been in wide angle let's make it zoom

Boom!

Color corrected hues
Ooh
Color injected grooves
Ooh
I'm feeling electric blue
Ooh, shawty
You know what we about to do

One thing cameras can never capture
Is your elegant essence and your laughter
And though I've got plenty strobes set for you to pose
Your radiance can't be properly exposed



Credits
Writer(s): Sae'von Springer
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