COPY THAT
Sold beats out of a barbershop until one of them went everywhere without his name on it
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 96
- key
- G# minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 2.2s
- length
- 1:59
- language
- Sp
lyrics
(a walkie crackles: "copy")
Dimelo, jefa.
She ran the wedding on a headset
Cued the doves and the string quartet
Told me, "sit down, you're not the show"
Nobody ever tells me no
(nadie, nadie)
The bride cried, the cake leaned
She fixed it in between
Two looks she threw at me
(a mi, a mi)
Copy that, copy that
In my ear all night like, "copy that"
Copy that, copy that
"Meet me out back in five" — copy that
(copy, copy)
She penciled me in as "the gap"
Fifteen minutes, entre nos
Kept her headset live for that
Whole crew heard her say, "ay, Dios"
(ay, Dios mio)
I've had my name up in lights
But nothing like her Friday nights
She runs six weddings, then me
Last on the list, still VIP
(jefa, jefa)
Copy that, copy that
She said, "lose the tie" — copy that
Copy that, copy that
"Don't fall in love"... too late for that
(demasiado tarde)
("last dance, people, last dance")
Copy that.
(jefa...)