Heaven

Her name was Heaven and she took me there
Ah yeah
She got that twenty-four seven love, seven-eleven love (mm-mm)
And I just can't get enough
I'm coming back for more, you already know
You got that mmm yeah, you got that whoa whoa
You got that good good, yeah that fasho fasho (whoa oh, ooh ooh ooh)
Yeah that fasho fasho, whoa oh oh

I'ma slide through the drive thru (skrt)
I'ma take a number 2 with a side of your love
I'ma spoil my baby just because (ah yeah)
Don't stop 'til you get enough (wait a minute)
We do the most not the minimum (uh-uh)
Girl you lookin' like a cinema (movie)
They way you slayin' 'em is something critical (ay)
Skin tone cinnamon, bad bitch synonym
Ooh you be goin' in, all about ya dividends
She don't give a damn, she down for whatever though
We in the Beverly off a edible (ha)

She gon' take you for the ride of your life (oh my god)
You better hold on tight
She said she's coming down the street, bust a right (skr-rt)
She got that twenty-four seven, aw yeah we up all night
I ain't scared to die (huh)
Why, why, why
I just died in your arms tonight
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Take me to your paradise (take me away, let's go)
Take me anywhere tonight as long as it's with you
Whoa, whoa, whoa

Her name was Heaven and she took me there (yeah)
Ah yeah
She got that twenty-four seven love, seven-eleven love (ooh, mm-mm)
And I just can't get enough
I'm coming back for more (for more), you already know (you know)
You got that mmm yeah, you got that whoa whoa
You got that good good, yeah that fasho fasho (whoa oh, ooh ooh ooh)
Yeah that fasho fasho, whoa oh oh

I can't even steer right (skrt)
The way you driving me
The way you driving me wild
She knows I'd walk a mile just to see her for a while
She got that steez, she got that style
I got that number you should dial (brring)
Yeah that fasho sho
Wake me up before you go go
He was tryin' to cuff you like the popo
She was fuckin' with my mojo, just know

She gon' take you for the ride of your life (oh my god)
You better hold on tight
She said she's coming down the street, bust a right (skr-rt)
She got that twenty-four seven, aw yeah we up all night
I ain't scared to die (huh)
Why, why, why
I just died in your arms tonight
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Take me to your paradise (take me away, let's go)
Take me anywhere tonight as long as it's with you
Whoa, whoa, whoa

Her name was Heaven and she took me there
Ah yeah
She got that twenty-four seven love, seven-eleven love (ooh, mm-mmm)
And I just can't get enough
I'm coming back for more (for more), you already know (you know)
You got that mmm yeah, you got that whoa whoa
You got that good good, yeah that fasho fasho (whoa oh, ooh ooh ooh)
Yeah that fasho fasho, whoa oh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Martinez
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