Heaven sent u to me I am just hopin I don’t repeat history boy I am tryna meet you’re mama on a Sunday and make a lotta love on a Monday never need no one else babe cause I will be switching the positions for u cookin in the kitchen and I am in the bedroom I’m in the olympics way I’m jumping through hoops know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do that I won’t switching for u perfect perfect you’re to good to be true but I get tired of running now I’m running with said boy I’m tryna meet you’re mama on a Sunday and make a lotta love on a Monday