Look, Don’t Touch

[Verse 1]
Heels on the hardwood
Leather on this chair
Your eyes do a slow dance
Pretending you don’t stare
Finger on my necklace
Tracing every curve
You’re talking with your pupils
I see what you prefer
[Pre-Chorus]
You want a shortcut
To a long night
But baby I’m the standard
Not a green light
[Chorus]
You can look
Don’t touch
Let your fantasy rush
Yeah
I know I do too much
But you still ain’t done enough
You can watch
Sit back
Feel your heartbeat jump
I’m the prize
That’s fact
You can look
You can look
Don’t touch
[Verse 2]
You say all the right things
Sugar on your tongue
Hands almost on my waistline
But almost isn’t won
If you wanna get closer
You better bring respect
’Cause this body is a kingdom
And you ain’t there yet
[Pre-Chorus]
You want the fast pass
To the front row
But entry to this temple
Takes more than a glow
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Earn my time
Earn this skin
I decide
Who gets in
Slow your breath
Match my pace
If you stay gentle
You might get a taste
[Chorus]

funk, Sultry late-night R&B with smooth bass, warm Rhodes, and tight, minimal drums. Male vocals glide in a relaxed, confident pocket; subtle octave doubles and hushed ad-libs on the hook. Pre-chorus adds airy pads and stacked harmonies, chorus widens with lush backing vocals and a slightly brighter top end. Bridge strips to bass, snaps, and vocal runs before the final chorus blooms., r&b, smooth, seductive