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"I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love"



Intro[]

Match Made in Heaven is an unreleased leaked song. It shares some lyrics with Ghetto Baby.

Alt. Titles: None

Written and Produced By: Elizabeth Grant

Length: 4:24

Lyrics[]

It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em


Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em
Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em


I'm not a trick, but I'm a trick for you
On the comic store doing what you wanna do
What I never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skipping
One, two


Gonna get it starting
I want it bad, bad
I want it bad


I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo
These spells, ohh, is your love true?
I'm under influence, getting hot and chills too


Gonna get it starting
I want it bad, bad
I want it bad


Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em
Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em


You're such a bad boy, I heard about you
And so has every other girl
That's why they want you
My local rockstar, the really big crew
You're out there on the grind
Now come home to your queen, boo


Gonna get it starting
I wanna it bad, bad
I wanna it bad


You're nunmber one, boy, no one else will do
I'm like a price fighter, clocking chicks to get to you
This race I run for you won't stop until I'm through
I'm out there doing shit that I should never ever do


Gonna get it starting
I want it bad, bad
I want it bad


Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em
Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em


Down on your knees
Begging me please
I am your queen.


Don't wanna trip, but I could fall for you
Heaven is a place called Earth on your arm, boo


Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em
Sweet neighborhood love dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let em

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