Couple Bars (Honey, Sugar, Darling, Sweetie, Baby, Boo) - Homeboy Sandman

I had a dream about you

It was bugged, soon as I woke I wrote it out

So I could roll it out before you like a red carpet

Not a carpet colored red, a carpet made out of the color itself

Every strand was wove by summer itself

Lemme be as helpful to you as Santa’s elf

I’m rocking wedding bells, a wedding ring in my utility belt

I ain’t tryna gas you, know you ain’t tryna belch

I’ll make waffles that are belgian, do my bestest for your breakfast in bed

Breath my breath upon your breasteses and legs

Baby run for prez, I’ll vote

I’m fearless from the feelings you evoke

Okey dokey you can open up my nose

I’ll never put you second for a second, you’re no Robinson Cano

I don’t know if you’re into sports but I am hoping so

I noticed you’re a glowing indigo

It would be an honor just to roll with you let’s make the honor roll

I’ll run atop a rainbow and I’ll snatch a pot of gold

I’ll dump the gold and use the pot to make you platanos

I won’t even pot a rose for you, I’ll pot a grove

I ain’t even got a home for you, I’ve got a globe

Solar system doesn’t even got a lot of those

I’m your prince, princess you ain’t gotta kiss a lotta toads

Genuine article, wish I was your articles of clothes

Just a particle of cotton on your cones

That’d be the most wonderful destiny ever

Only possibility possibly better than being a stitch on your sweater

Is being human and me and you together

Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever

Now or never isn’t true

I’d prefer now, but whatever’s good with you, that’ll do

We could date until the doc give a date when the baby due

I can call you honey, sugar, darling, sweetie, baby, boo

You’re so hot

Sue me for being in hot pursuit

When a situation’s opportune, I’m a proper troop

I step up to the front, I don’t front though

I’ve got you under my skin, but nothing fungal

Perpetually I keep it on the humble

I ain’t on the hunt, or only tryna hump

I’d be a monkey’s uncle

I pray you don’t mistake yourself for prey

Or me for lame and tryna kick some game to try to get some play

That’d be a shame

Next time I see you I am definitely gonna shave

Till then I’m doing pushups tryna get in better shape

And soaking in some sun to try and tan my skin a couple shades

Let’s be a couple babe

Lemme keep you company

Let me in the door so I can make sure that you’re living comfortably

I can practically guarantee that I’m your cup of tea

Follow my lead and take this loaded magazine and cover me

That’s all I gotta say, at least for now

If you allow I’ll say it every single hour

I’m not even single now

In my heart and mind we’re already a duo

I’ve already switched from acting singular to acting plural

If I painted I’da painted you a mural

If I worked at Subway, my future mate, I woulda made a hero

To celebrate the miracle you are

But I’m aight, and because I’m a writer I wrote a couple bars