Om Sip Till the Log Drum Cries (Version 2)
«Sip Till the Log Drum Cries (version 2)» är en mjuk låt i genren amapiano, av Kea Motsepe (118 BPM, F♯-moll, 3:30, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.
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Medverkande
- Artist
- Kea Motsepe
- Genre
- Amapiano
- Stämning
- Mjuk
- Tempo
- 118 BPM
- Tonart
- F♯-moll
- Längd
- 3:30
- Sång
- Engelska
- Licens
- Licensierad för lokaler
Nyckelord
- Amapiano (private-school-amapiano)
- smooth
- sultry
- laid-back groove
- rolling percussion
- log drum
- shaker
- deep bass synth
- soft piano stabs
- 118 BPM
- silky female alto with airy ad-libs and spoken-word flex
Tillagd för 3 månader sedan · 2026-08-02 · licensierad för användning i lokal
Text· följer ljudet
Sip Till the Log Drum Cries (Version 2) lyrics
Verse
Ice in the glass, low light on your skin
Shisha smoke curling where the bassline begins
You're three steps away by the speaker stack
Moving so slow, girl, you pulling me back
Gold cup catching every spin of the light
Your waist on the one, keeping perfect time
I don't need your name, just your hand in mine
Let the log drum talk while we lose the time
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel it rising, rising
Underneath the low hum sighing
Hold my cup up, don't be shy now
Let the floor decide how
Chorus
Sip till the log drum cries
Sip till the log drum cries
Your eyes on mine, we don't need the lights
Sip till the log drum cries
Slow wine, deep bass, we riding that vibe
Sip till the log drum cries
Verse
Table for two turned a room full of we
Every hip that sways got a piece of the key
Ice melting slow like the hours tonight
Your shadow on mine under blue and white
Whisper it low so the crowd don't hear
Say we don't leave till the set disappears
Glass to your lips, then you pass it to me
Same cup, same rhythm, same heartbeat
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel it rising, rising
Underneath the low hum sighing
Hold my cup up, don't be shy now
Let the floor decide how
Chorus
Sip till the log drum cries
Sip till the log drum cries
Your eyes on mine, we don't need the lights
Sip till the log drum cries
Slow wine, deep bass, we riding that vibe
Sip till the log drum cries
Bridge
Forget the clock, forget the door
This right here what we came here for
No rush, no rules, just skin and sound
Let the whole room feel what we found
Chorus
Sip till the log drum cries
Sip till the log drum cries
Your eyes on mine, we don't need the lights
Sip till the log drum cries
Slow wine, deep bass, we riding that vibe
Sip till the log drum cries
Ur katalogen
Även på WeavyAudio
Versioner av den här låten
- Sip Till the Log Drum Cries (version 2) (den här inspelningen)
- Sip Till the Log Drum Cries
Sida A
Fler låtar av Kea Motsepe
- A1
WA-1xOagrO9qSYN115BPM3:37Sun comes up late on your body
Kea Motsepe - A2
WA-feBWayJl2KWF115BPM4:19Stay right here till the gold runs out
Kea Motsepe - A3
WA-II8yMPQIfpmm118BPM3:22Sip Till the Log Drum Cries
Kea Motsepe
Sida B
Liknande låtar: łagodna muzyka
- B1
WA-1e9yE4Qkkslj114BPM3:26 - B2
WA-WcbTGhmOWv3i114BPM3:36Heat on the floor
Vukani - B3
WA-WNeA7N3KZV8Q115BPM4:41Catching soft in the fading dark
DJ Zonke - B4
WA-9qrBB5hy7bAJ114BPM4:28 - B5
WA-IEUP5OIV8gtf114BPM4:24 - B6
WA-2yavGNwuDbBW115BPM3:54