Make Your Plate

If you love me until the morning
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food
And if you love me right, you get what you want
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food

Got the plate with the grits and the bacon
Pancakes with the syrup you could taste it
My love is yours for the taking
Bend me over by the stove I can take it
My legs is adjacent to your ears real high like we praising
Let’s stay in, til the day’s end
Frolic in my field like you grazin, now you prasin, you prasin
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
That’s how you feel when the spirit get into ya
Like I do ya, you didn’t I do ya like I do ya
You didn’t know I do ya like I do ya

Come close we don’t need no clothes
You can take that off
Please don’t turn off the lights
Baby you can keep them on

If you love me until the morning
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food
And if you love me right, you get what you want
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food

Tell me what you want, tell me what you really, really want
Think it’s time to spice shit up
You can take it from the back, know you ain’t never gotta front
Lets get loud ‘til the neighbors say something
Love me like you got something to prove
Take your time like you ain’t got nothing to do
I need foreplay to get me in the mood, mood

Feels like lucid dreaming, ain’t no sleeping on you
The things that you do to me, can’t nobody else do

Come close we don’t need no clothes
You can take that off
Please don’t turn off the lights
Baby you can keep them on
If you love me until the morning
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food
And if you love me right, you get what you want
I’m gon’ have to wake up and make you some food

Make you some food

Make you some food