Young Madonna

[Hook] Hey baby, you my favorite I wanna take you, if you can take it I wanna taste you, let me taste it Once you zone out, you gonna play this (x2) [Verse 1] Baby girl, how you doin' Thought about you in my dreams The second I wake instead, this isn't really what it seems Wish I could sleep forever and have you right beside me We could sleep together Dream our lives, and live our dreams And we can sleep whenever And we'll make so much fucking money We ain't got to wait for nothing unless we're horny or hungry That's my promise, I'm honest, we take vacations, Bahamas Carry llamas on llamas, a war is upon us, my gorgeous Madonna Shopping is like church, spending money is praying This is retail religion, you're an angel I'm just saying Praise the fashion gods, this a synagogue House of Lou Vuitton, new carpet keep those shoes on Take that dress and let me go in, seven minutes in heaven Seven deadliest sins, I'm professing to the reverend Let's take a second, a moment of silence to watch you undress Forget about our problems while we make progress Yes, don't stress [Hook (sample: "The Mother We Share" by CHVRCHES)] (I’m in misery where you can seem as old as your omens And the mother we share will never keep our cold hearts from calling) Hey baby, you my favorite I wanna take you, if you can take it I wanna taste you, let me taste it Once you zone out, you gonna play this (x2) [Verse 2] Baby girl what you been missing, you should say goodbye to boring They ain't got style, talent or anything like your man See I'm making four plans, one of them is for plans The other is what I like to call my never being poor plan Other involves you and I laid up on the floor plan Then there's the do it, do it again and do it more plan Or the France, sort of like lovers under the covers Young and stubborn, kiss and huggers, we some sexy motherfuckers I ain't leaving til' you satisfied, hold up I ain't leaving til' tomorrow night, hold up So we should order some room service, cause' this bed has got a purpose As long as we have each other, their ain't nothing that can hurt us Baby we could be dead soon, baby this could end soon I don't give no fucks, I left all of those in the bedroom I'm just trying to live and love you like I was meant to Treat you all kinds of special, now dance to that instrumental Now dance to that instrumental [Hook]