I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, than you make your own rules Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me (My momma always said aye, damn) I'm from the hood, it's

There's so many ways to love ya Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me want to say Baby let me love you down Baby I can break you down Got me like, ooh my gosh I'm so in love Sexy from her head to her toes

She's an easy lover She's like no other It's the only way She'll get a hold on you believe it Like no other Before you know it you'll be on your knees She'll take your heart but you won't feel it And I'm just trying to make you see

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

Clap for her, clap for her Saying hey-ey-ey I love the way she make Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you move Girl, they don't make like you no more 'Cause they don't make like you no more hey-ey They don't make em like you Here's a

If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night And if you love me, you got me all night long Momma said be careful what you do, yeah you. She said, don't you let just anybody talk to you, no no no I can't hide the way you make me

You know she's gonna make you cry, you know she's gonna make you cry Ooh, you know we're lovers in the night It's just the soul that matters, and keeps her satisfied She'll have you wishing that you had her come your way to shine It's just the soul that

Maybe Monday, maybe not Someday he'll come along, the man I love And he'll be big and strong, the man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay She'll look at him and smile, He'll understand And in a little while he'll take her

Wanna make love, she ain't even in denial (in denial) Do it on my jet, let's keep this private She wants me too, she ain't even in denial (denial) Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God (talkin' on the phone) We can get away-ay, maybe to

It's too late to pretend You know me better than I know myself Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf Always someone else The next guy who will Make your cold heart melt I'm gonna give my love to someone else La la la la la She's such a flirt