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Paul Wall
Paul Wall
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Eugene Record
Eugene Record
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Paul Slayton
Paul Slayton
Songwriter
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Towdown
Towdown
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Speez
Speez
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Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh It started off, we were two peas in the pod Motivated by love with the blessings of God We were head over heels in this love thing Funny, ain't it? Thinkin' back, our friends thought it was just a fling I used to call you on the phone, late night tip Mackin' to you in your ear, conversation well equipped I used to make you laugh, I used to make you smile But all the while your roommates were in denial We felt a lot of jealousy from the very start Your so-called friends kept tryin' to tear us apart They used to tell you all kinda lies Just like a wolf in sheep's clothing, the devil came in disguise They transformed all your smiles into tears To sabotage your happiness and blamed it on my busy career I gave you e'rythin', aimin' to please But I guess it wasn't enough 'cause now you ready to leave But don't go baby Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl Lil' momma been down with me for a while When you tryin' to smile I'm the one you like to dial But lately I've been on a mission for commission So while you at home wishin' you was with me I've been missin' But listen I'm tryin' to lace you up with diamonds that glisten I got a vision so baby you need to kill all the fiction Don't listen to what your friends sayin', they just jealous 'Cause they on the sidelines watchin' while you in the game playin' I'm just sayin' you should be stayin', but I ain't trippin' I'm in love with my money, baby, that's how I'm livin' You know I got you on my mind like an edge up And all of your naggin' me and whinin' it got me fed up I'm on the grind hustlin', stackin' my cash But you just think I'm in the streets chasin' after some ass Tryin' to break that bread, I'm tryin' to get that cake But you complainin' talkin' 'bout you finna skate Baby what it do Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh I'm tryin' to tell you 'bout your friends hatin' While they be over there complainin' I'm just on my grind paper chasin' You got them insecure thoughts in your mind But instead of chasin' hoes I be overtime on my grind You steady listenin' to the gossip in the beauty shop But all them jealous single females want what you got They would do anythang to take yo' place 'Cause every time I come around they be givin' me that sex face You ridin' shotgun in the James Bond Benz With the frog-eyed lens on them 20-inch do rims So why you worried about your jealous so-called friends? I'm just on my grind tryin' to stack me up some M's baby I used to make you laugh, I used to make you smile And all the while your jealous friends been in denial I ain't askin' much, lil' momma just keep it real Either you're down with me or not, baby what's the deal? Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now 'Cause I don't know where to look for love I just don't know how Oh, girl
Writer(s): Bernie Marsden, David Coverdale, Neil Murray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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