Sweet Tea
Dead to the world like planetary funerals
I'm planted the brand is somewhat fixed by how the future goes
I'll take usual, brown and cold
That's on icebergs now my feeling painted in gold
Misrepresented by the media
That's every race and now we feel like we should depend on Wikipedia
And Google for right answers
I'm no professor but professing I'm one with the highest standards
Take flights often and float with the flyest stanzas
Under verandas stepping on King Tutankhamun's sandals
Common mistakes unlikely that's so unlike me
And so I'm dicing
Cutting up the other fuckups so I might bleed
Working up a sweat I swear I need that Pisces to serve that iced tea and lemon
That's how I like my women Real proper with an image
She's a beauty with a menace side
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah, yeah
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah
I need that
I need that
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, I know you've been wanting me
Lately, asking and begging that don't get you nowhere
Sweeter than what I've been sipping yeah
You're my all, you're my prescription
This world so cold
Melt inside the palm of your hand
And now it comes to this, I hate when it comes to this
Little summer for the pacifist
No pain no gain need to practice this
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah, yeah
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah
I need that
I need that
I need that
Sweet Tea, yeah, yeah, yeah
Autor(es): JayStone
