Dancehall Crush

[Intro]
You got me like
Yeah, yeah
(oh yeah)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Seen you by the lockers
Cherry lip gloss, math book, Walkman
You laugh, I lose my balance
Tryna play cool, but my heart keeps stalling
[Chorus]
You’re my little dancehall crush
Every move you make, I blush
Got me trippin’, got me stuck
Can’t hide it when you walk past us
Spin you round, hands on your waist
Whole gym fades, it’s just your face
Under these cheap disco lights, I just
I just got a dancehall crush
[Verse 2]
Your name on my notebook
Doodles in the margins, I’m spaced out, daydreamed
Friends say I should call you
But my pride’s too loud, and my voice too teenage
[Pre-Chorus]
But when the DJ drops your song
You grab my hand, pull me along
Now every step we take feels strong
Like maybe I belong
[Chorus]
You’re my little dancehall crush
Every move you make, I blush
Got me trippin’, got me stuck
Can’t hide it when you walk past us
Spin you round, hands on your waist
Whole gym fades, it’s just your face
Under these cheap disco lights, I just
I just got a dancehall crush
[Bridge]
Slow-spin, sweatshirt, borrowed cologne (yeah)
You lean in, ask, “You walking me home?”
My heart skips three, then it jumps offbeat
Guess this is what the movies mean
[Chorus]
You’re my little dancehall crush
Every move you make, I blush
Got me trippin’, got me stuck
Can’t hide it when you walk past us
Spin you round, hands on your waist
Whole gym fades, it’s just your face
Under these cheap disco lights, I just
I just got a dancehall crush

rap, Early-2000s R&B/hip-hop bounce with male vocals; bright synth stabs over swung, dance-floor drums and playful bass. Verses stay slick and rhythmic with light rap-sing delivery; chorus explodes into stacked harmonies and call-and-response hooks. Sparkling keys and percussive claps lift the energy, with a middle-eight drop to half-time vibes before the final hook hits full tilt., hip-hop, r&b, smooth