Lyrics:
lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like,
Short days, long nights,
By the phone, no call,
Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind,got me
though
Woman to woman, I just wanna see you glow
Tell 'em what's up
I love how you go from zero to one hundred
And leave the dust behind
You've got
I've been thinking of you
And I'm just trying to get your attention woman
You're so much more than diamonds and pearls
And pretty dresses and curls yeah
again I
Would have gone to the Art Institute
Over the American Academy of Art
I would have researched where I could have
Got the best and the strongest
Uh, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons
want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall
If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall
'Cause I've had more pretty women than
(What's the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (ay Mary kick that shit)
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
plus you stylish
I wonder what your sign is
You gotta be a Gemini
The way you strutting by in them heels
Got that mass whip appeal
Baby face, slim waist,
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you
for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you care?
Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there'. What did you know? What did you
more than all my money to burn.
I thought money in my pocket was all I'd ever need
Oh, but a man without a woman's love is like a garden without seed
'm on that
What you wanna do?
Know that I want that
I'ma hit you with more than a come back
I'ma have me one
You finna run laps
You gone put on that dress
Get
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you
baby
I'm Done
You can have the struggle
The yearning to be free
I'm kicking off my boots
Underneath this tree
You want to make your mark
Baby go
from?
Knock 'pon your entrance
Ram pa pa pam pam
Gyal let me in (why?)
Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand
And lead you to the Promise
from?
Knock 'pon your entrance
Ram pa pa pam pam
Gyal let me in (why?)
Buju B would be more than glad to take your hand
And lead you to the Promise
But nothing's better than more, more, more
Nothing's better than more.
One is fun, why not two?
And if you like two, you might as well have four,
If you don't want me baby
Mama you sure don't got to stall
If you don't want me baby
Mama you sure don't got to stall
I've had more pretty women than
If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall
If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall
I've had more pretty women than
actual collection,
I've got records that were never meant to be,
records lent to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you
song
Say
I'm a woman, and I put me first
Got more to offer than just my body
More to offer, just getting started
I'm a woman and I put me first
Got more
(What's the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (ay Mary kick that shit)
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
woman comin'
Gather round it's queens over here
cnd make no mistake it's big things over here
Goddess in the flesh you can tell by the smell of it
Every
you)
Just to hold you by my side (Just—Just to hold ya)
[Verse 3]
Just chilling. Not thinking ‘bout touching. (no)
I want a woman to tell me “Ain’t no
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