Sade ft. Quise Lyrics

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo

Sade essentials, it's monumental on instrumentals

Glass of Bel-Air and conversing on what you really into

Tattoos on hand and you telling me that you into Hindu

Slowed down on drinking cause you don't really like what the hen do

Sweetest taboo to kiss a life with both my eyes closed

No ordinary love, damn I pray I don't fold

She say your love is king, whispers from my young queen

Cherish the day and never let nobody come between

This thing of ours of his and hers in garages,

No mirages cut it out, them other niggas flawging

We charging, you my chick, you got it

No savage, the topic,

You ride it somewhere in the tropics

We take pics and post it on my shit

You talk slick on comments, no time to be modest

That's my baby and she make my day

Smooth operator, something like my Sade

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo

Shit you probably ain't feeling me yet

Finna forget

Remember me text

Remember we sex

December you left

My criminal rep

Kept me protect

Kept me collect and kept me some check

Gon' die bout respect

My nuts dropped, I'm a man

Feel like you got left, then nigga do what you can

I'ma die by myself and follow through with my plans

That's some shit I can't stand, a man who hate on his mans

I don't fuck with these hoes and I don't fuck with these niggas

Wish I knew what I knew now would I been had them figures

Let a hoe be a hoe

If you my bro, you my bro

Told you, bitch, I don't know

So please don't ask me no more

It's like they want me to spaz, these niggas must've forgot

Never talk to no cops, just house arrest on my block

I stay protected by Glocks

You can go and ask Pop

I let it blow on that block

Lil woadie on bop

You gotta show me you hot

You gotta show me you're true

If you show me you working, then I'll see what it do

Better stop giving out help

They left me stuck by myself

Swear I'm back, Michael Phelps

Still came for that belt

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo

My love ain't ordinary like Sade

I'll be right by your side like a car race

I'ma always stick around like a tattoo

Society, label me the sweetest taboo