Skin on Ankara (версия 3)

Verse

Tailor drop the package, still smelling of starch

Wax cotton pattern, blue circles and arch

You step behind the curtain, call my name soft

Ask me fix the button, one dey come off

Fabric stiff for now, go soften with time

Same as your body dey soften with mine

Iron on the table, still warm from the heat

Pattern on your shoulder, tracing your skin sheet

Pre-Chorus

So slow, so slow, let the cloth fall right

Thread by thread, we got all night

No need to rush am, no need to hide

Skin on ankara, side by side

Chorus

Skin on ankara, skin on ankara

Pattern pressing warm where your body are

Wax print waist, holding you so tight

Skin on ankara, all through the night

Verse

New wrapper tight for your waist, dey hold you well

Indigo and gold, only you fit tell

I dey help you tie am, my finger dey trace

The line where the cloth meet your collarbone space

You laugh when the starch dey scratch small for skin

I blow on your shoulder, cool the heat within

Candle wax dey drip like the pattern for cloth

Two shadow one wall, we no dey rush off

Pre-Chorus

So slow, so slow, let the cloth fall right

Thread by thread, we got all night

No need to rush am, no need to hide

Skin on ankara, side by side

Chorus

Skin on ankara, skin on ankara

Pattern pressing warm where your body are

Wax print waist, holding you so tight

Skin on ankara, all through the night

Bridge

Take it off slow, fold it by the chair

Let the night air meet your body bare

Tomorrow the cloth go carry your scent

Tonight na just us, no other event

Chorus

Skin on ankara, skin on ankara

Pattern pressing warm where your body are

Wax print waist, holding you so tight

Skin on ankara, all through the night