CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: The Estate Sale

SORRY NOT SORRY

Like sugar on my tongue, tongue, tongue
Your body is so sweet, sweet, sweet
Invite me if you come, come, come
It's all I want to eat, eat, eat
Tell your mama (tell 'em, what)
Tell your daddy (tell 'em, what)
Tell them bitches that you know
What you heard about me (uh-huh)
Tell your mama (tell your mama)
Tell your daddy (tell your daddy)
Tell the world
Tell the world
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that from you
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that from you
Are you from Harlem? Make your arms and legs shake, uh-huh
Give me that slice of cream, is it your birthday? Uh-huh
I got a brush, give me your walls, and I'll paint, uh-huh
Don't need no air, I stay down there 'til I faint (girl, I'm dead)

I listen to everything 
Jesus Christ is king.

SORRY NOT SORRY

Tyler, The Creator