Published by Soul Shant Music, BMI
From the lp Most Through
© 2000 House of Abdul
Verse1:
I met this queen from jersey purple extensions in her hair
Struck up a conversation yo what you doing out here
Said she out here trying to make a better life for her seed
Don't deal with the alcohol prefer to blow trees
She loves Lauryn Hill and incense work up at the mall
I knew I'd see this chick again cause this world is so small
I got a call and had to be out my life is hectic
I didn't get her number cause that's just what she expected
I jetted jumped in the whip pealed in reverse
Let a couple weeks pass and see if she would move first
Three weeks later my man E gave me the scoop
Said she asked where I was at and told him that I was cute
The next day no soon as I had got off of work
I hit the mall in my tims jean jacket and shirt
Seen her posted up at the sunglass hut with a smirk
She was smiling but behind it I could tell she was hurt
I took a chance gave her a glance passed her a pen
She wrote her number down and said that I should call around ten
But then again she's never home maybe I should
Give her my number and we'll hook up when the
timing is good ......You tell me.
Chorus x2:
If I can't love myself
Then tell me who can I love
Verse2:
We talked for hours discussed various subjects
Everything from universities to kinky rough sex
We starting hanging out more and more all in each other
I f we wasn't together we was calling each other
I never expected to hit it off so well
I think I'm falling in love but only time could tell
My mind dwells I loved her being all in my face
After about three months it's get the fuck out my face
Why the fuck you keep sticking up for your babies father
My peoples told me a long time ago don't even bother
But I didn't listen I should have used my Intuition
Plus your past and the way you act arouses my suspicions
Got me sipping Christian thinking about evil visions
Like I should just......Damn said you left cause you couldn't take the
abuse from the nigga but when he late with child support got an
excuse for the nigga....what the fuck!
Chorus x2:
I met this queen from jersey purple extensions in her hair
Struck up a conversation yo what you doing out here
Said she out here trying to make a better life for her seed
Don't deal with the alcohol prefer to blow trees
She loves Lauryn Hill and incense work up at the mall
I knew I'd see this chick again cause this world is so small
I got a call and had to be out my life is hectic
I didn't get her number cause that's just what she expected
I jetted jumped in the whip pealed in reverse
Let a couple weeks pass and see if she would move first
Three weeks later my man E gave me the scoop
Said she asked where I was at and told him that I was cute
The next day no soon as I had got off of work
I hit the mall in my tims jean jacket and shirt
Seen her posted up at the sunglass hut with a smirk
She was smiling but behind it I could tell she was hurt
I took a chance gave her a glance passed her a pen
She wrote her number down and said that I should call around ten
But then again she's never home maybe I should
Give her my number and we'll hook up when the
timing is good ......You tell me.
Chorus x2:
If I can't love myself
Then tell me who can I love
Verse2:
We talked for hours discussed various subjects
Everything from universities to kinky rough sex
We starting hanging out more and more all in each other
I f we wasn't together we was calling each other
I never expected to hit it off so well
I think I'm falling in love but only time could tell
My mind dwells I loved her being all in my face
After about three months it's get the fuck out my face
Why the fuck you keep sticking up for your babies father
My peoples told me a long time ago don't even bother
But I didn't listen I should have used my Intuition
Plus your past and the way you act arouses my suspicions
Got me sipping Christian thinking about evil visions
Like I should just......Damn said you left cause you couldn't take the
abuse from the nigga but when he late with child support got an
excuse for the nigga....what the fuck!
Chorus x2:
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