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[Style: Sweet Pop / Funky Pop / Rap-Pop • Playful R&B]
[Tempo: 112 BPM]
[Production:]
[* Funky bassline immediately establishes the groove]
[* Clean electric guitar]
[* Bright synth chords]
[* Punchy pop drums]
[* Finger snaps/claps during the chorus]
[* Little vocal chops around the hook]
[* Warm backing harmonies]
[* Short rhythmic rap verse]
[* Final chorus adds stacked vocals and a funky guitar riff]
[Intro]
Yeah…
Okay…
I think I found my weakness.
[Beat drops.]
[Verse 1]
You walked in,
I lost my train of thought,
Didn’t even know what I was looking for.
You smiled,
And suddenly I knew,
There was something ’bout the way you move.
Sweet like summer,
Warm like the sun,
Every little thing you do
Makes me wanna stay a little longer.
I should probably play it cool…
But I’m terrible at that
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re the kind of trouble
I don’t wanna run from.
One little taste
And now I’m wanting some.
I don’t know what you put in the air…
But I swear…
[Chorus]
Strawberry poundcake,
Sweet like that.
Got me coming right back,
Every time you laugh.
Strawberry poundcake,
I can’t explain.
Got your name running circles
Around my brain.
I don’t need dessert,
I already know…
You’re my favorite flavor
And I don’t wanna let you go.
Strawberry poundcake…
Yeah, you taste like summer.
[Verse 2]
Late night,
Kitchen light,
You stealing bites right off my plate.
You laugh,
I say, “Hey!”
You say, “What?
You gonna make me wait?”
Now we’re dancing
Barefoot on the floor,
Music playing through the open door.
Don’t need fancy restaurants,
Don’t need anything more.
Just you…
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re the kind of trouble
I don’t wanna run from.
One little taste
And now I’m wanting some.
I don’t know what you put in the air…
But I swear
[Chorus]
Strawberry poundcake,
Sweet like that.
Got me coming right back,
Every time you laugh.
Strawberry poundcake,
I can’t explain.
Got your name running circles
Around my brain.
I don’t need dessert,
I already know…
You’re my favorite flavor
And I don’t wanna let you go.
Strawberry poundcake…
Yeah, you taste like summer.
[Rap Verse]
Okay—
Sweet tooth,
Bad habit,
You walk in
And I gotta have it.
Red dress,
White shoes,
One look
And I already lose.
You got that something
I can’t put a name on.
Five minutes with you
And the whole night’s gone.
Everybody’s got their favorite thing…
Mine just happens to smile
When she walks in.
[Bridge]
[Beat strips down.]
Maybe it’s the way you laugh.
Maybe it’s the way you look at me.
Maybe it’s the way
You make an ordinary night
Feel like a memory.
I don’t know…
I don’t care.
Just stay right there.
[Final Chorus — BIG]
Strawberry poundcake!
Sweet like that!
Got me coming right back,
And I ain’t mad about that!
Strawberry poundcake!
I can’t explain!
Got your name running circles
Around my brain!
I don’t need dessert,
I already know…
You’re my favorite flavor
And I don’t wanna let you go!
Strawberry poundcake!
Yeah…
You’re my favorite flavor.
[Outro]
[Funky bass and guitar.]
Details
GeneratedSep 9, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
Male - Sweet Pop
Funky Pop
Rap/Pop
Playful R&B
Credits
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