Sweeter

(Verse)

It started like a fairytale

I knew damn well I couldn’t stay out real late that night.

Once my clock struck 12

I was on my way there to finish out my night.

The fellas couldn’t comprehend

Couldn’t understand why i left that early on a Friday night

(Pre-hook)

But what you had at home was much better

Then any thing that your mind could phantom

So I was on my way

On the high the high way

Thinking but my lady

And how’s she sweeter

(Hook)

She was Sweeter the a honey comb

Pretty like a butterfly

Oh my there goes she was my lady