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Coat Check

by Malik Raines · Hip-Hop/Rap · Made with Suno · 1 play

Cover art for Coat Check

Style

hip-hip, hiphop, r&b, afro-r&b, club-pop

Prompt

Club-pop, intimate low-mid male tenor with close-sung verses, precise melodic-rap touches and playful vocal interplay; punchy kick, rounded sub bass, clipped electric piano and a featured sleek two-note synth figure; dry lead, wide hook doubles, restrained harmonies, compact arrangement, quick vocal entry and clean decisive ending; syncopated club groove at 104 BPM in F minor

Lyrics

You got your coat back. Why you still here? Little paper ticket folded in your palm Your friends are at the door with their jackets on You say the room is hot, you need a little air Then ask me what I'm doing standing way back here I say I came to dance, been leaning on the wall You laugh like you caught me doing nothing at all Your driver makes the turn, you watch him disappear Now both of us have somewhere else to be but here You put one sleeve on, take it off again I hold out my hand; you let the record spin Coat check, coat check, give it back We were halfway out, now we're heading back One more song, then we can go You say that with your coat off, though Coat check, coat check, take your time If you're staying for the song, why your hand in mine? Your friends send a picture from the pizza place You send them two words and turn back my way We finally find a rhythm when the house lights rise You point across the street: coffee, open all night No bass beneath the table, still tapping your shoe I like how the conversation moves without it, too Coat check, coat check, give it back We were halfway out, now we're heading back One more song, then we can go You say that with your coat off, though Coat check, coat check, take your time If you're staying for the song, why your hand in mine? I nearly stayed home, said I needed space You nearly left before I learned your name Now your coffee's cold, and neither of us cares You're asking what I do when I'm not hiding back there Coat check, coat check, take your time No more music, still your hand in mine We said one song an hour ago Now you're wearing my sleeve on the walk back home Keep your coat on. It's cold out here.

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