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By Jaheim, Ooh, ooh yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Well, oh shorty,
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By Jaheim, Stepped up in the club where them chicks be at
You
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By Jaheim, Who, who did the daddy thing?
(When a father wasn't there?)
Who
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By Jaheim, Oh, ehh, ha
Have you ever been in love?
Well, well, well
Yo,
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By Jaheim, the song is name fiend not friend...
the brackets i don't
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By Jaheim, Get through it
I done stood out on the block 12
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By Jaheim, Lyrics :
Yea Yea
I choose you baby
Oh Oh Oh Oh
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By Jaheim, We pushed up in the club
ladies showin love
doin' things you
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By Jaheim, Yea, my baby
(Well)
It's crazy, how you play mev
(Oh, yea)
How you
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By Jaheim, When she walked past the corner store, I said
"Hello, what's
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By Jaheim, Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You can have anything I
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By Jaheim, Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto
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By Jaheim, Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto
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By Jaheim, What the deal Jah what's been goin' on?
Not a damn
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By Jaheim, Finders keepers, losers weepers
Learn how to treat her finders keepers
Playa
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By Jaheim, Dear Moms, finally you made it home
No more sickness, no
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By Jaheim, Forever, the love I have for you will last
Forever, loving
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By Jaheim, You got me baby
This here going for all the ladies,
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By Jaheim, You're the only girl that I've been dreamin' of
Always on
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By Jaheim, Yeah, I'ma take this one here
To the streets, baby
Feel me?
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By Jaheim, Just in case I don't make it home tonight
Let me
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By Jaheim, Yeah
So you want drama, huh?
We can do this
Well, well, well,
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By Jaheim, All my real niggas, Ja in this muthafucker
Ghetto slick niggas
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By Jaheim, You alright, alright
I been, I been
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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By Jaheim, I sing this song to remind me of a love
I
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By Jaheim, Baby, I'm ready and willing 'cause I'm able
To satisfy your
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By Jaheim, You know I want to spend my life with you
I
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By Jaheim, Yeah, uh, oh yeah
Sit right here, girl
Let me talk to
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By Jaheim, Yeah, oh
Looking back on all I put you through
Too much
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By Jaheim, So burgundy, the window to his soul
It seems he tapes
