(Intro)
(Sharp, staccato string stabs come in immediately, melodic but eerie. Heavy bassline kicks in after 4 bars)
Yeah...
Baby girl, you dangerous...
(D-d-dangerous)
Too dangerous...
(T-t-taking me where?)
Lights flashing on the ceiling, but I’m looking at the carpet.
Sigh... here we go again.
(Chorus)
She got a new whip, but I’m in the trunk (in the trunk)
Snappy, moody, man, I’m getting slumped (gettin' slumped)
She love the danger, love the way it feels (oh-oh)
Driving too fast, she don't care who it kills (no)
Baby girl, you dangerous...
Yeah, you a dangerous woman.
Yeah, you a dangerous woman.
(Verse 1)
(Beat remains snappy, high-pitched synth melody)
I thought it was dinner, I thought it was nice
Met her at the bar, now I’m paying the price
She said, "Get in the back, boy, don't make a sound"
Now my face on the floor, and I'm looking around
At the spare tire, and her Gucci luggage
She got a hold on me, yeah, she got the leverage
I hear the sirens, she's changing the lane
She driving me wild, or driving me insane?
(Strings intensify)
Yeah... she's taking me where?
(Chorus)
She got a new whip, but I’m in the trunk (in the trunk)
Snappy, moody, man, I’m getting slumped (gettin' slumped)
She love the danger, love the way it feels (oh-oh)
Driving too fast, she don't care who it kills (no)
Baby girl, you dangerous...
Yeah, you a dangerous woman.
Yeah, you a dangerous woman.
(Bridge)
(Beat slows down, vocoder effect on vocals)
I-I-I can’t breathe, but I love the air (love the air)
Is it too late? Do I even care?
She-she-she’s a ghost in the city lights
Dark trunk nights... yeah.
Dark trunk nights.
(Verse 2)
(Beat snaps back in hard)
She pops the trunk, now I’m blinded by the moon
"Welcome back, darling, I hope it wasn't too soon"
She smirks, I’m defenseless, I’m addicted to the rush
Why is the best love always the crush?
She a heart-breaker, a car-taker
Soul-faker, top-tier trouble maker!
Yeah!
(Outro)
(Synth strings slowly fade, similar to Flashing Lights outro)
Dangerous...
You’re too dangerous.
Never coming back.
Never coming back.
(D-d-dangerous)
Yeah...
(Last snap of the drum)