SOMETHING SWEET (Explicit)

SOMETHING SWEET (Explicit) - ADÉ/Fatman Scoop

Lyrics by：Philip Adetumbi/Zachary Lemar Young/Isaac Freeman III/James Brown/Phonte Coleman/Terrel Wallace/Daniel Woodis

Composed by：Philip Adetumbi/Zachary Lemar Young/Isaac Freeman III/James Brown/Phonte Coleman/Terrel Wallace/Daniel Woodis

What could be sweeter than you

Yes

Money you killed this one

Don't get much better than you babe

Sweeter than you

You build me up you break me down

Took my heart you take the crown

Free my soul you free my mind

I'll do what it takes to make you mine

I'll take my time and take you slow

You take me high then take me low

Let's just for us don't need the rules girl

What could be

Sweeter than you

I'm optimistic got no pot to piss in

You and me I see it got the vision

You your crew and mine the way we losin'

Lose you do the slide and then we cruisin'

If it's not for you then let me know

Side of X you neck and neck to know

More than good enough don't need to prove

Girl who could be

Sweeter than you

Your mind bet it

Time get it

I said it

God let it

Die fetish

Walk me

How you fit that up in them jeans

How you got me losing my cool

On your line I'm breaking my rules

Do my dance she doin' her groove

On the gram we look

Sweeter than you

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall girl you need to get low

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall girl

What could be sweeter than you

Now nothing could compare to you

I wish I had a pair of you

My head high but you keep me grounded

Need a parachute and a pair of shoes

I do the math it's clear to see

That me plus you is infinity

There's nothing else it's equal to 'cause

What could be sweeter than you

You got my heart you finally cracked the code

You keep me callin' crawlin' back for more

I know you think for all of that before

For you had hurt my wallet at the store

Please give me your heart not attitude to

Let's do brunch tomorrow afternoon noon

There's no one before or after you

'Cause what

What could be sweeter than you

It's a Friday night and my phone say hit me back ho

We been talkin' for a minute

Girl I'm hopin' that this track make you my girlfriend

My girl

I really like you

I'm talking 'bout forever that means tonight too

What could be sweeter than you

Now there's some ladies in this b***h

See my baby in this b***h

There's my baby in this b***h

Don't get jealous in this b***h

There's some wives here in this b***h

There's some thots in this b***h whoa

Don't call the cops in this b***h

It don't stop in this b***h

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall

Girl you need to get low

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall girl stop

In this girl yeah

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall

Girl you need to get low get low

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall

Girl you need to get low

Get low now

There's some ladies in this b***h

See my baby in this b***h

My baby

With my fellas in this b***h

Don't get jealous in this b***h

Hands in the air get your a*s on the floor

Get your back off the wall

Girl you need to get low