Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Fresh coat of lipstick Same old chipped wine glass Bills on the table But I’m still gon’ dance Late rent Late night I spin in my thrift-store dress Laugh at the ceiling ‘Cause I still feel blessed (oh yeah) [Chorus] Got that velvet in the pocket Little secret in my step I’m broke on paper Honey But I’m rich in what I kept All this rhythm in my bloodstream All this sugar on my tongue I turn my troubles into timing Every time the song gets sung [Verse 2] Ex called me “crazy” He was half-right I confess I love too loud sometimes I forgive a little less I stir my coffee With my favorite fountain pen Write my heart in tiny margins Then I sing it all again (woo) [Chorus] Got that velvet in the pocket Little secret in my step I’m broke on paper Honey But I’m rich in what I kept All this rhythm in my bloodstream All this sugar on my tongue I turn my troubles into timing Every time the song gets sung [Bridge] Snap my fingers at the bad days Shimmy through the what-ifs Mights Every wrong turn Every last-place Becomes a spotlight in my lights (hey!) [Chorus] Got that velvet in the pocket Little secret in my step I’m broke on paper Honey But I’m rich in what I kept All this rhythm in my bloodstream All this sugar on my tongue I turn my troubles into timing Every time the song gets sung
Tags
funk, Slinky funk-jazz groove with walking bass and tight pocket drums, glassy electric piano comps, and choppy rhythm guitar. Horn section hits answer the vocal in the hook; verses stay close and smoky, chorus widens with stacked female harmonies and a touch of reverb. Touch of organ swells in the bridge, ending on a stank-face horn stab. Female vocals, playful and confident., jazz
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
3/4/2026