Sweetness - Motaz

Some want the seasoning

I want the sweeter things

(Want the sweeter things)

It’s not a single thing

It’s about the only way, that you can make me feel like I do

Your love gives me peace of mind

We laugh then we sex all night

I ain’t been stressing since I got you

You’re sweet like candy that’s my vice

I’m guilty for your sugar high

I can’t have just one, no wonder it’s so hard putting you down baby

We’ll burn it off, take extra time

Don’t mind the way we exercise

No I don’t think you know, the power of your love

Honey you make my tea a little sweeter

And my coffee bold and stronger

Give my dish some extra flavor

Yes I know it

And I’ve seen the beauty in my lifetime

You know the sun could never outshine

You should know, you make the good things better

All the good things better with you

Head up in the clouds

No need to touch the ground

Tuned out from the noise way down below us

Stargazing in your eyes

You feed my appetite, one more taste, I can’t get enough of you

You’re sweet like candy that’s my vice

I’m guilty for your sugar high

I can’t have just one, no wonder it’s so hard putting you down baby

We’ll burn it off, take extra time

Don’t mind the way we exercise

No I don’t think you know, the power of your love

Honey you make my tea a little sweeter

And my coffee bold and stronger

Give my dish some extra flavor

Yes I know it

And I’ve seen the beauty in my lifetime

You know the sun could never outshine

You should know, you make the good things better

All the good things better with you

Honey you make my tea a little sweeter

And my coffee bold and stronger

Give my dish some extra flavor

Yes I know it

And I’ve seen the beauty in my lifetime

You know the sun could never outshine

You should know, you make the good things better

All the good things better with you

Life so sweet like donuts from Voodoo

We gonna be together longtime like U2

And you got my back in a world so koocoo

Staring at your body for the views, no YouTube

You don’t show your goodies for a post

Save it for my eyes you the GOAT

So when I hit it, we run it back

Fuck a gram', that’s the only way we double-tap

Looking like a snack in that lingerie

It came with options, I’m locked-in to go

I ain’t got a preference, eager to to taste you now

But if I had to choose, I want them laces out

No Finkle, banana split, where you want your sprinkle

We living stress-free, check my skin no wrinkles

Pitty what a shitty fuckin' time to be single

All the hoes copy-cats like they straight up outta Kinko’s

The type of girl you bring home to your mama

And everybody loves her like her last name Obama

She call me her King, the one she lean on

Maybe that’s why our Sex is on Fire