Sweet You Songtext
von Phonte
Sweet You Songtext
What could be sweeter than you?
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Sweeter than you
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
What could be sweeter than you?
Mic check, is this thing on?
I ain′t even know if I would rap or just sing on
It took me a while, now I'm getting my swing on
Icarus in increments, sometimes I put wings on
Every hero ain′t a hero 'til there's a theme song
So many tries but every time it just seem wrong
Saturday night just kicking it with my best man
Looked at my left hand, I got a ring on
Oh shit, how did we get here?
Started with a kiss, then another kiss, then another kiss
Then a covered dish with white rice, greens and smothered fish
I′m lying, it was just chicken, niggas was thugging it
Now we got a covenant, it′s on, a bond for life
In all my years this was the easiest song to write
It's my confession in a rhyme, a testament and I
Just wanna do my thing as I talk about
A feeling that cannot be explained
Or a love that cannot be contained in a measurement of time
Some say it was a blessing in disguise
Scratch that, girl, you a lesson from the skies
And I thank God for my winnings, that′s word to Lyfe Jennings
Finally letting go of the mistakes of my twenties
I admit that I'm not an easy sell
But I′m the Petey to your Chiwetel
Your big boy to tell them bitches pay your diva bill
My nigga be for real, swore I wouldn't do it again
My man said that′ll change
First time is all about working through your baggage
Second time around it's all about the baggage claim
Thank your maker, stack your paper
With a real one, major key, clavinet
Leave them other hoes on read like clarinets
Gorgeous, no wrongs in this love song I wrote for us
Wedding play all day with no chorus
Let's ride
This goes out to you
One, two
This goes out to you
One more time
It′s real, man
Yeah
This goes out to you
Yes sir
This goes out to you
Yeah
This goes out to you
We did it
Like we really did it, know what I′m saying?
It's official
Wash, light
You and me, girl
On the couch
Two pillows, one pillowcase
Yeah
Morning is when you
Morning, morning is when you
Is when you, is when
Morning is when you
Morning is when you
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you
Morning is when you wake up
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Sweeter than you
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
What could be sweeter than you?
Mic check, is this thing on?
I ain′t even know if I would rap or just sing on
It took me a while, now I'm getting my swing on
Icarus in increments, sometimes I put wings on
Every hero ain′t a hero 'til there's a theme song
So many tries but every time it just seem wrong
Saturday night just kicking it with my best man
Looked at my left hand, I got a ring on
Oh shit, how did we get here?
Started with a kiss, then another kiss, then another kiss
Then a covered dish with white rice, greens and smothered fish
I′m lying, it was just chicken, niggas was thugging it
Now we got a covenant, it′s on, a bond for life
In all my years this was the easiest song to write
It's my confession in a rhyme, a testament and I
Just wanna do my thing as I talk about
A feeling that cannot be explained
Or a love that cannot be contained in a measurement of time
Some say it was a blessing in disguise
Scratch that, girl, you a lesson from the skies
And I thank God for my winnings, that′s word to Lyfe Jennings
Finally letting go of the mistakes of my twenties
I admit that I'm not an easy sell
But I′m the Petey to your Chiwetel
Your big boy to tell them bitches pay your diva bill
My nigga be for real, swore I wouldn't do it again
My man said that′ll change
First time is all about working through your baggage
Second time around it's all about the baggage claim
Thank your maker, stack your paper
With a real one, major key, clavinet
Leave them other hoes on read like clarinets
Gorgeous, no wrongs in this love song I wrote for us
Wedding play all day with no chorus
Let's ride
This goes out to you
One, two
This goes out to you
One more time
It′s real, man
Yeah
This goes out to you
Yes sir
This goes out to you
Yeah
This goes out to you
We did it
Like we really did it, know what I′m saying?
It's official
Wash, light
You and me, girl
On the couch
Two pillows, one pillowcase
Yeah
Morning is when you
Morning, morning is when you
Is when you, is when
Morning is when you
Morning is when you
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you, morning
Morning is when you
Is when you
Morning is when you wake up
Writer(s): Bernard Edwards, Montell Du Sean Jordan, Kaisha Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

