She slide in them silk sheets, moonlight on her spine,
bass bumpin’ slow, got the clock on rewind.
Kanye on the keys, Twista talk that tongue-twist thrill,
Jamie mock that ’90s falsetto, make the whole room chill.
Candle drip rhythm, body talk in code—
every heart beat syncs to the tempo we sowed.
Turn the volume low, let the needle caress,
slow-jam salvation in a midnight dress.