She likes her

Intro (soft, airy)

(ad-lib: “Mmm… yeah… she likes her… oh yeah…”)

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Verse 1 (smooth & intimate)

Morning light on her skin, yeah, she glowing again, (mmm)

Little stretch, little smile — world’s her best friend.

She don’t rush, she move slow,

Every curve, every breath, she owns.

Mirror talk, soft and low, (whispering)

“Girl, you all you need to know.” (ad-lib: “yeah, you all you need…”)

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Pre-Chorus (breathy, build emotion)

She used to hide behind her pain, (ooh)

Now she dances in the rain.

No more shrinking just to fit in,

She’s the storm and the calm within. *(ad-lib: “the calm within, yeah…”)

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Chorus (strong, confident, smooth run at end)

She likes her, yeah, she loves who she is. (yeah, yeah)

No apologies for how she lives. (uh-huh)

Every scar’s a diamond in her glow,

Every “no” just taught her soul to grow.

Yeah, she likes her— (ooh)

She finally sees her worth for sure. *(ad-lib: “for sure, for sure…”)

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Verse 2 (add light harmony)

Silk dress, candle flame,

She whispers her own name. (mmm)

Got that peace that can’t be bought,

Learned her lessons, paid her cost.

Now when she walks, it’s like a song,

Every step—soft but strong. *(ad-lib: “soft but strong, yeah…”)

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Pre-Chorus (layer harmony, airy tone)

She don’t chase, she attracts, (she attracts…)

She found love and it loved her back.

She’s her muse, she’s her prayer,

The kind of magic floating in the air. *(ad-lib: “floating, floating…”)

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Chorus (more layered, slight echo)

She likes her, yeah, she loves who she is. (oh yeah…)

No apologies for how she lives. (how she lives…)

Every scar’s a diamond in her glow,

Every “no” just taught her soul to grow.

Yeah, she likes her— (mmm)

She finally sees her worth for sure. *(ad-lib: “she knows it, she knows it now…”)

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Bridge (sensual tone, half-sung half-spoken)

It’s the softness that makes her wild, (so wild…)

The power in her gentle smile.

She ain’t perfect, but she’s free, (she’s free, yeah…)

And that’s all she’ll ever need to be.

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Final Chorus (soulful run, emotional release)

She likes her, yeah, she loves who she is. (loves who she is, yeah…)

Not defined by anybody’s lens.

From her roots to her crown, (oh yeah…)

She’ll never tone it down.

Yeah, she likes her—

She’s her peace, her flame, her cure. *(ad-lib: “her flame, her cure, her love…”)

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Outro (fade out, soft ad-libs)

(ad-lib: “She likes her… she likes her…”)

The way she breathes, the way she heals…

Now she knows — her love is real.

(ad-lib: “so real… yeah, she likes her…”)