Texty

Baby, I just don't get it Do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smelled his perfume All over your bed You don't believe her stories You know that they're all lies But bad as you are, you stick around And I just don't know why If I was your woman Baby, you'd never worry 'bout what I do I'd be coming home back to you Every night, doing you right You're the type of man that deserves good things Fist full of diamonds, hand full of rings Baby, you're a star I just want to show you, you are You should let me love you Let me be the one to Give you everything you want and need Baby, good love and protection Make me your selection Show you the way love's supposed to be Baby, you should let me love you, love you, love you Love you Your true beauty's description Looks so good that it hurts You're a dime plus 99 And it's a shame, don't even know what you're worth Everywhere you go, they stop and stare 'Cause you're bad and it shows From your head to your toes, out of control, baby, you know If I was your woman Baby, you'd never worry 'bout what I do I'd be coming home back to you Every night, doing you right You're the type of man that deserves good things Fist full of diamonds, hand full of rings Baby, you're a star I just want to show you, you are You should let me love you Let me be the one to Give you everything you want and need Baby, good love and protection Make me your selection Show you the way love's supposed to be Baby, you should let me love you, love you, love you Love you Baby, you should let me love you, love you, love you Love you
Writer(s): Scott Storch, Shaffer Smith, Kameron Houff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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