MONDAY AFTERNOON

[Hook]
Met you on a Sunday
But I would've took you on
On a Monday afternoon

[Verse 1]
I'll talk you to walk the park before I take you to the stars
I'd rather take it up in here before I take it out my heart
I'd rather march, stunt on 'em, dunk on 'em
And hop up on the rhythm every time they hear the "duh-duh-dun"
Now that's the funk that I'm bringing
I'll take you to walk the ceiling before I walk you in the building
I'll take you to mix with civilians
But before we walk inside my mama, papa's house
Hello, bay-bay, you know what I'm talking 'bout..
I need you to be smart and know the status of my heart
Before you go and pass it off to someone next in the line
Rather keep it all mine
While I'm viewing the design
Yeah, this love shit is tough..
That's why I call a bluff
Every time you come in here talking that mess..
Hello, baby, you've been touched by the best
Up in here walking.. I'm 'bout to march you West!
West, w-west, w-west west..

[Hook]
Met you on a Sunday
But I would've took you on
On a Monday afternoon

[Verse 2]
Woah, not again
My heart is marked because I slept up on your stove again
Hopped over that mess then rose again
Picking rose pedals off of your split ends
Hey, now.. I don't pretend
I'll keep my mess to myself
Won't speak to nobody else
I'll keep my eyes to myself
And keep my hands to my, to my...
To my dim eyes
Even though I'm feeling fine
When you're not around
And even though that's so divine
I'd rather keep it up inside my mind for the next time

[Hook]
Met you on a Sunday
But I would've took you on
On a Monday afternoon