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[ADÉ]
What could be sweeter than you?
Yes
Money, you killed this one
Don't get much better than you, babe
Sweeter than you?
Yeah (Let's go)

[ADÉ]
You build me up, you break me down
You took my heart, you take the crown
You free my soul, you free my mind
I'll do what it takes to make you mine
I'll take my time and take you slow
You could take me high then take me low
Let's just do us, don't need the rules, girl
What could be (Hey, hey, hey)
Sweeter than you?
I'm optimistic, got no pot to piss in
You and me, I see it got the vision
You, your crew, and mine, the way we losin'
Lose, your dude, decide, and then we cruisin'
If it's not for you, then let me know
Side or ex, you neck-and-neck to no one
More than good enough, don't need to prove
Girl, who could be (Sweeter than you?)
You're mine, bet it, time, get it
I said it, God let it
Thigh fetish, walk mean
How you fit that up in them jeans?
How you got me losing my cool?
On your line, I'm breaking my rules
Do my dance, she doin' her groove
On the 'Gram we look (Sweeter than you)

Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor
Get your back off the wall, girl, you need to get low
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor
Get your back off the wall, girl
What could be sweeter than you? (Let's go)

[ADÉ]
Now, nothing could compare to you
I wish I had a pair of you
My head high, but you keep me grounded
Need a parachute and a pair of shoes
I do the math, it's clear to see
That me plus you infinity
There's nothing else that's equal to 'cause
(What could be sweeter than you?)
You got my heart, you finally cracked the code
You keep me callin', crawlin' back for more
I know you think for all of that before
For you I'd hurt my wallet at the store
Please give me your heart, not attitude ('Tude)
Let's do brunch tomorrow afternoon ('Noon)
There's no one before or after you ('Cause could be sweeter than you?)
It's a Friday night and my folks ain't hit me back (Oh)
We been talkin' for a minute, girl, I'm hopin' that this track
Make you my girlfriend (My girl), I really like you
I'm talking 'bout forever, that means tonight too
(What could be sweeter than you?)

Now there's some ladies in this bitch
See my baby in this bitch (That's my baby)
All my fellas in this bitch
Don't get jealous in this bitch (There's some wives here)
There's some wives in this bitch
There's some thots in this bitch (Woah)
Don't call the cops in this bitch
It don't stop in this bitch (Sweeter than you)
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor (Hands in the air)
Get your back off the wall, girl, you need to get low
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor (I see you)
Get your back off the wall, girl (Don't stop in this, clap your hands), yeah
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor (Put your hands on the wall)
Get your back off the wall (Back on the wall), girl, you need to get low (Get low)
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor
Get your back off the wall, girl, you need to get low (Get low now)
There's some ladies in this bitch
See my baby in this bitch (My baby)
All my fellas in this bitch
Don't get jealous in this bitch (Don't get jealous)
Hands in the air, get your ass on the floor
Get your back off the wall, girl, you need to get low

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