SUNDAY SERVICE Lyrics

I can get it wet like tsunami

Kiss your neck, then the rest of your body

Girl, you sweet, but your flesh is umami

You a freak in the bed, girl, you naughty

Give me head, make it sloppy

We gon' make a mess when you top me

You said that I'm cocky, caressin' you softly

But I'ma beat it up like the endin' of Rocky

Time is tickin', shine and glisten

You're a diamond - vivid, quite exquisite

Tryin' to realign your spine's position

You can feel your alignment shiftin

Tell the neighbors to mind their business

I'll be your trainer and your dietician

Give you a workout and supply nutrition

Take you to church now, you my religion

I wanna spoil you

Give you the world 'cause you deserve it

'Cause you're a blessing and you're perfect

I wanna worship you

And sing your praise like Sunday service

I hope you're ready for the sermon

Before Anything Else, so I call her BAE

She call me Daddy, Happy Father's Day

She got a fatty but she got that Coke bottle shape

Could've been a model in that lingerie

Ay, she gon' swallow, not a drop to waste

This ain't Minute Maid, can't concentrate

Girl, you sweet as fuck, no Frosted Flakes

And I'ma eat it up like chocolate cake

All you can eat like a buffet

Goin' back for more though I just ate

You'd be surprised what I can fit on one plate

After I eat, give you the tip like a lunch date

You can lick the frostin' off of the cupcake

You can lick the lollipop till your tongue ache

I got it on lock like a gun safe

Got you screamin' out for God like it's Sunday

I wanna spoil you

Give you the world 'cause you deserve it

'Cause you're a blessing and you're perfect

I wanna worship you

And sing your praise like Sunday service

I hope you're ready for the sermon

I know it's mine, you won't give it away

It's no surprise, take that shit to the bank

The way you work it, 'bout to give you a raise

All the ways to say you're perfect couldn't fit on the page

You know your worth is not a physical trait

We can make love at a deliberate pace

Forget a chair, baby, sit on my face

I know you're scared, maybe a little afraid

I know it hurts, it's hard to take chances

You a work of art, I'm a blank canvas

I'ma go and get your name tatted

You drive me crazy, no straight jacket

We love and fuck with the same passion

You one of one, girl, you ain't average

Get me high like a plane, I just hate landing

Keep my eyes on the blaze as the flame dances

I wanna spoil you

Give you the world 'cause you deserve it

'Cause you're a blessing and you're perfect

I wanna worship you

And sing your praise like Sunday service

I hope you're ready for the sermon