Then it's SOS, that sex on Sunday
Poppin', uh, locked in, uh, stoppin', nah
SOS, that sex on Sunday
Poppin', uh, locked in, uh, are we stoppin'? Nah
Then it's SOS, that sex on Sunday
Get home and hop out the slidin' door like, baby, you ain't gotta cry no more
You ain't gotta hide no more, lay down, you ain't gotta ride no more (yeah)
I know I ain't got time, but trust me, I been tryna find some more (trust)
The truth hurts so much, I been thinkin', should I just lie some more?
But I can't do that to ya, I just wanna vibe and chat to ya (yeah)
Shows all over the world, and somehow I still find my way back to ya
All your exes trash to ya, didn't know how to handle ya
Girl, you got a diamond glow, it's all gonna work with timin', so
Here's some cash for your purse sake, Mondays, you know I work late
Tuesday, I'm goin' sleep early 'cause Wednesday, I'm on the first plane
Thursday usually her day, Friday comes, and I'm on tour (yeah)
Saturday, I do family time
Then it's SOS, that sex on Sunday
Poppin', uh, locked in, uh, stoppin', nah
SOS, that sex on Sunday
Poppin', uh, locked in, uh, are we stoppin'? Nah
If you break this DND, I'm choosin' violence
Ain't left this king bed since yesterday
You been gone since Monday, Sunday, slide in
Legs weak on weekends I'm MIA
SOS, that sex on Sunday
Poppin', locked in
Bae, I'm sorry, but I might stare
Spread 'em out and put it right there
Call me daddy one more time
In nine months, we'll be shoppin' for a high chair
Give you that legs back, tryna make a baby stroke
Or go down south 'til my face is soaked
Best you ever had when you take this dick
Guess your ex-man shoulda been takin' notes
Got a coochie like crack, I'm addicted to yours
Half naked 'fore we even get in the door
Make the bed so wet, we gotta sit on the floor
I know you like it how I done did it before
Kiss you in the mornin', eat your pussy by the day
Then I'm fuckin' you to sleep, baby, I ain't tryna play
Got you grippin' on the sheets while I'm grippin' on your waist
Now I'm strugglin' to breathe when you're sittin' on my
Sittin' on my face
Double back, tryna get another taste
Give you champagne dick, I'm sippin' Ace
Make sure you always cum first like it's a race
Breakin' a sweat
That pussy too great to forget
And when I'm done givin' you shots
I'ma take a tequila shot straight to the
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Writer(s): Mustafa Armando Ibrahim Omer, James Terence Murray, Taras Slusarenko, Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Tamera Janet Cuthbert, Max Wesley Moise
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