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Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... (Yeah) |
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(Verse 1:) |
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If they gleam in the sun |
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and they shine while they spin and they fit on my truck then {I could remember} |
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And if it came in a sack |
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No stems, no seeds in the bag then {I could remember} |
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And if it dripped from my wrist |
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And it looked it shined light blue then {I could remember} |
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But oh, girl |
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I forgot to be your lover |
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If it wasn't for the 9 to 5 |
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Double up over time {I could remember} |
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If it wasn't for the Sunday All-Star |
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Weekend games, girl {I could remember} |
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And if it wasn't the dough |
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Getting fifty G's a show, girl you know that, {I could remember} |
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But silly, me, silly me, oh |
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Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover |
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(Bridge:) |
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Now I realize that you need love too (Oh, yeah) |
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Spend my life makin' up to you |
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Oh, girl |
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Oh, I forgot to be your lover |
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(Chorus:) |
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When she starts bringin' up old girls |
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And the fights keep getting worse (Oh, brother) |
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Findin' numbers in her purse |
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Better put that woman first (Yeah) |
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And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (Oh, no) |
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And she starts playin' little games |
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Comin' in home late from work |
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You better put that woman first |
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(Verse 2:) |
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If it wasn't for the make up on my shirt |
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Still I'd be chasin' skirts and {I could remember} |
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And if it wasn't for that fight last night |
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And you smashin' out my headlights then {I could remember} |
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If it wasn't for parol |
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Steady duckin' my P.O., girl, you know {I could remember} |
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But silly me, silly me, babe |
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Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover |
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(Bridge:) |
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Now I realize that you need love too |
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Spend my life makin' up to you |
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Oh, girl |
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Oh, I forgot to be your lover |
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(Chorus:) |
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When she starts bringin' up old dirt (Bringin' up old s***) |
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And the fights keep getting worse |
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(Oh...oh...oh...oh...) |
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Findin' numbers in her purse (I'm tellin' you, brother) |
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Better put that woman first (You better put your woman first) |
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And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (Oh, yeah) |
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And she starts playin' little games (I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm tellin' you, brother) |
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Comin' in home late from work |
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You better put that woman first (Put that woman first) |
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(Breakdown:) |
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{So many times} Actin' like it really wasn't nothin' |
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{So many ways} thought to myself, always runnin' |
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{So many games} All that I sin |
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{So many words} I need you to stay |
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{Always came first} Even though sometimes felt like second |
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{Came down to love} You know I had to learn a lesson |
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{Spendin' some time} Put in some work |
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{And for better or worse} Always put that woman first |
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(Chorus:) |
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When she starts bringin' up old dirt |
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And the fights keep getting worse (Gettin' worse) |
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Findin' numbers in her purse (In her purse) |
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Better put that woman first (Put that woman first) |
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And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (Ooh, yeah) |
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And she starts playin' little games (Her little games) |
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Comin' in home late from work (I'mma say it again) |
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You better put that woman first (Put that woman first) |
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(Chorus:) |
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When she starts bringin' up old dirt |
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And the fights keep getting worse (She's gonna leave you) |
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Findin' numbers in her purse |
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Better put that woman first (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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And she starts playin' little games (Yeah, yeah) |
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Comin' in home late from work |
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You better put that woman first |