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CHORUS
She's a snake in a sundress, sweet Tennessee sin
You don't see the fangs till she's already in
Slow-motion sin in a fast-moving town
And every man still begs to be the one she drowns
VERSE 1 (Sung)
She walks in slow like she owns the room
Every conversation dies too soon
Ain't a woman in here don't feel the sting
Ain't a man alive not watching everything
Sundress catching light like it's on fire
Nobody's breathing till she looks away
She don't say a word, don't have to try
The whole damn bar just holds its breath and sighs
CHORUS
She's a snake in a sundress, sweet Tennessee sin
You don't see the fangs till she's already in
Slow-motion sin in a fast-moving town
And every man still begs to be the one she drowns
VERSE 2 (Country-Rap)
Eyes like a dare, voice like a drawl
Slow when she talks, faster when she walks
Sundress hem catching every stare in the room
She knows what it does, she ain't scared of the truth
Red dirt on her boots, gold in her ear
Smiling like trouble but sounding sincere
She don't chase nothing, don't have to run
She just stands real still like a loaded gun
Collarbone catching the neon moon
Every move already planned, every word already spent
She ain't in a hurry, she already won
Knew it the second she stepped in the sun
Lipstick the color of a warning sign
Perfume like gasoline, and she's holding the flame
She's soft till she ain't, sweet till she strikes
Snake in a sundress under the bar lights
CHORUS
She's a snake in a sundress, sweet Tennessee sin
You don't see the fangs till she's already in
Slow-motion sin in a fast-moving town
And every man still begs to be the one she drowns
VERSE 3 (Sung)
She don't need a name to leave a mark
Every town remembers her after dark
She ain't the first and she won't be the last
Just the only one who moves that fast
Some folks call her trouble, some call her fate
She don't call it nothing, don't even care
She don't stay for goodbyes, don't stay for tears
She's already gone before it all appears
VERSE 4 (Country-Rap) — The Warning
Let me tell you something, boy, before it's too late
Some doors look pretty but they lead to a grave
She ain't cursed, she ain't cruel, she's just built like a trap
Sweet on the surface, then she don't look back
You'll swear you're different, swear you're the one
Every man before you swore the same 'fore he was done
She don't lie to you, that's the wildest part
She just lets you build the lie in your own heart
You'll see it coming and walk in anyway
That's the thing about a snake — you already know how it plays
Ain't no antidote, ain't no charm that works
Once you're in her orbit, boy, you're already hers
So run if you can, run while you're able
'Fore you're just a story told over a table
She's still out there, still wearing that dress
Go on and try her — see how you do with the rest
FINAL CHORUS
She's a snake in a sundress, sweet Tennessee sin
You don't see the fangs till she's already in
Slow-motion sin in a fast-moving town
And every man still begs to
Details
GeneratedSep 10, 2026
Duration4:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Acoustic drop d guitar-driven blacksnake moan feel, Southern-rock-infused Nashville style country- rock-rap, male
Credits
Prompt byNathanFinch
ModelAria v6
