Mild profanity, sexual innuendo, suggestive themes
The lyrics contain mild profanity ('talk your shit all night' repeated multiple times as a refrain), suggestive romantic and sexual undertones, and references to mental health (anxiety). While not overtly explicit, the song carries clear sexual innuendo — phrases like 'speak in tongues,' 'talk your shit all night,' 'treat it just like Givenchy, it's expensive to taste,' and 'I ain't tryna sign no lease, I'm just gon' make you my home' function as euphemisms for sexual availability, intimacy, and seduction. The recurring theme of a partner as emotional 'medication' and the framing of physical/verbal intimacy as a primary draw push this beyond mild romance. The overall tone is one of adult romantic and sexual attraction, expressed playfully but unmistakably. The mild profanity and repeated use of suggestive double entendres make this unsuitable for younger audiences.
sexual innuendo
romance
profanity
mental health
emotional intimacy
self-growth
Whoa, I know you're probably thinkin', "What's the use?" I promise it's the little things that you do That make me wanna give it all to you You know I do, babe You soothe me You hold it down with every word you speak, oh babe Baby, been a minute since I had somethin' so sweet If you gon' keep speakin' my love language You can talk your shit all night You're the medication when I'm feelin' anxious That's the kind of shit I like Teach me how to love you I'm unlearnin' what ain't right I want you to keep speakin' my love language Baby, talk your shit all night Why Would I double back or do the same thing twice? A question, somethin' that I can't deny Left my baggage at the door, I'll claim you mine All mine You soothe me You hold it down with every word you speak, oh honey Baby, it's been a minute since I had somethin' so sweet, mm If you gon' keep speakin' my love language You can talk your shit all night You're the medication when I'm feelin' anxious That's the kind of shit I like Teach me how to love you I'm unlearnin' what ain't right I want you to keep speakin' my love language Baby, talk your shit all night Baby, pardon my French But could you speak in tongues? Never lost in translation 'Cause you know what I want, boy Treat it just like Givenchy (Givenchy) It's expensive to taste Ain't no need to remind ya It's AG in your face If you gon' keep speakin' my love language You can talk your shit all night You're the medication when I'm feelin' anxious That's the kind of shit I like Teach me how to love you I'm unlearnin' what ain't right I want you to keep speakin' my love language Baby, talk your shit all night Head over my shoes like whoa Know you like an inside joke Runnin' 'cause you just my speed 'Less you want it in slow-mo (in slow-mo) I'm not what you had before (had before) Your ex-girlfriend don't want no smoke (no smoke) I ain't tryna sign no lease I'm just gon' make you my home
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Analysis performed on September 19, 2026