Cup of Tea

We don't call them our fuck friends no more
We don't call them our buddies, our boos, our brethrens
Our friends with benefits, they're the cup of tea
Listen

It's a shitty day, I'm kinda blue
I need a drink, I think of you
When I'm on the phone, I want you to call
Over to here, that's what I mean
Can't resolve, this could take a while

Your fire's low, I'm feeling hot
My aura great, I'm your apple slice
Where's my herb?
I need a cup of you
Baby, oh, no, don't be acting funny
Come on, you know I need it

I'm sugar (sugar), you could be the honey (honey)
I'm thinking you're just my, just my cup of tea
Oh, sugar, you're right on the money
I've been thinking you're just my, just my cup of tea

In my bed, play it in my head
Say it like it's sweet, baby if that's the case
Sugar's on my hips, won't you have a taste?
Long as I'm ooh-in', afterwards spooning

He likes it fast, I like it slow
I like it hot and you like it cold
Baby, we can love
Take it in turns, heating me up
I need a cup of you
Baby, oh, no
Don't be acting funny
Come on, you know I need it

I'm sugar (sugar), you could be the honey (the honey)
I've been thinking you're just my, just my cup of tea
Ooh, sugar (sugar), oh, you're right on the money
I've been thinking you're just my, just my of tea

Oh-oh-oh, you could be
You could be, you could be
Da-da-ba-ba, sugar (sugar), come be my honey (honey)
You could be just my perfect cup of
Sugar (sugar), you could the honey (honey)
Don't you know you're just my perfect cup of tea?
Oh, sugar, you're right on the money
I'm thinking you're just my perfect cup of-, oh

Sugar
Honey
Sugar
You're right on the money



Credits
Writer(s): Salaam Remi, Haidara Swaray, Estelle Fanta Swara
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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