For the ladies, OK girl I want to be your mother, ya father, brother, Your sister your everything, you know? Uh, goin' straight to the top baby...
For the ladies, OK girl I want to be your mother, ya father, brother, Your sister your everything, you know? Uh, goin' straight to the top baby I think I might wife her You know, powder blue Roc-A-Wear suit, white Nike My n***as like her She been with me through the grind Girl you put in that top like been lifers You got tight used to hooky and chill So I tight plus she cook up a meal Had the hook up for real More headaches and stress cause a child involved It's all good cause our sex be my Tylenol Best baby dollar fall Shit the rest of you childish broads Give me the sex then I'm tired of y'all So find a next to provide for y'all I got my baby girl, plus she about to drop, My baby girl Forget about all the rumors you hear girl I know a life soon to be here girl And can't nothin' f**k up that Got to f**k with that Can't find a better love than that, My baby girl [Chorus] Don't stop givin' me your lovin' Cause my heart's been racin' for your lovin' And I won't give it up for nothin' 'Cause there's no better love Girl you got me goin' crazy You got me thinkin' 'bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady 'Cause there's no better love Comin' up I thought Cupid was stupid Only two loves my family and music Fallin' through somethin' just couldn't do it It was the beginning of time, And you was like nine But God damn you was fine Used to stay on my mind, When I was out on my grind Opened up the bags when I'm choppin' my dimes They ? spittle stood by me for the rentals Popped up last year with me and got me rentals Sick with the plastic, what can I say Bitches hate around the way, I had a lay day Gossip and watchin' him, runnin' back Moved up North, kinda fell off track Still my peoples though, Love when I see you though Once a while might call just to chill might ball Forever my dog, even when I downfall First in line whenever chick is involved, what [Chorus] We the youngest in charge, so lead 'em of his ? We give you better love the same time is tough Baby I feel the same as Neef do Spit the game as he do If you could take two, Ain't no need to bring your people Lingerie see-through She got it goin' on Oh that's can't stop, won't stop We got 'em goin' home We got 'em all alone Just us nobody's wrong I'ma hit her, you can hit her We waffle house in the morn' Ever since the day I saw your face My mind told me you were the one that was down for me And baby when I get laced, I'm gonna do what you want I'll be there (truly) So don't you let a thing, Turn you away from the love that you need (my dear) I don't want to play around wit ya 'Cause I know I found lovin' (right here) [Chorus: x2]
writers: GADDIS, GERRELL / RIES, CHRISTOPHER / MUHAMMAD, HANIF / HAMILTON, CHAD / PRESSON, RYAN / VANDROSS, LUTHER / ADDERLEY, NATHANIEL
copyright: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, GOPAM ENTERPRISES INC, EMI Music Publishing
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