Heaven
Sent you to me
I'm just hoping I don't read
Beat history
Boy I'm tryna meet your mama on a sunday
To make a la la on a monday
Now I need no one else
But cause I'll be switching up theposition for you
Cooking In the kitchen and I'm In the bathroom
I'm In the atlantic spot I'm jumping through
There's not my loving thing and nothing I wouldn't do
That I won't do
I'm searching for you
Perfect perfect
You're too good to be true
You're too good to be true
But I get tired of running ** It
Now I'm running with you
But you boy I'm tryna meet your mama on a sunday
Then make a la la on a monday
Never need no high nails
Baby I'll be switching my positions for you
Cooking In the kitchen and I'm In the bedroom
I'm In the atlantic sway I'm jumping through
There ain't nothing I wouldn't do
That I won't do
Searching for you
Searching my positions for you
Putting my conditions for you