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[Listen all you fellas  the kind she understands]
 [Listen all you fellas  then you won't have to worry no no more]
 [Listen all you fellas  you betta listen] [you betta listen]
 [Listen all you fellas  here's what good love is]
 [Listen all you fellas  the kind she understands]
 [Listen all you fellas  then you won't have to worry no no more]
 [Listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]
 Mummy I saw one day
 She was on some fume vapors
 Givin' me lip so I continued with the caper
 Cat litter had me sniffin
 Since outside the palace
 Eyes sicker than aids
 Game harder than a callous
 Tried to enter in her shit
 She had locks on the session
 Tellin me how her last man
 Taught her ass a lesson damn
 Well, i'm not the mayor
 I take care of my dimes
 But I excluded I had nickels
 Addin' up to her kind
 Short stacks with a wristful of jewels
 Sayin she didn't need a man
 To make her out for a fool
 Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account
 And if you need that extra help
 Gigglin, figurin' I had jokes for her humor
 Then she broke out with the words
 About knowin all the rumors
 "See, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs
 Thinkin you can have me leashed
 Around your microphone cords"
 Somethin 'bout her lit me up like july
 And with them onions in the pants
 I couldn't help but cry
 Seemed lost in the essence
 But i had to find my way to take
 Action for the digits just to set up a date
 Thought my shinin was on
 I had the skirts in the bag
 Until i took a bit of time
 To peep the price on the tag
 She said "I'm that salt and pepa
 Who like pushin it to sisters
 You need to get to walkin with it mister,
 I think you betta listen"
 [Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
 [Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
 [Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
 [Listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]
 We was at some outside jam one saturday night
 When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight
 She was a ghetto philosopher
 Yeah you know the type
 Thinkin' Mary J. and sade understood her strife
 Caught me lookin', "Yo what's cookin?"
 "Nothin' from around here
 So don't approach or hope
 To be the man of the year"
 I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be
 I'm not the one to embarrass
 But the one to emcee
 I traveled the world q uarters on my relationships
 Used and abused by hoes
 So my royalty stubs
 But above all
 I brought my daughter into this earth
 So I understand the need
 Of women feeling of worth
 She glanced deep in my eyes
 And said "oh shit, you're ill
 I like the way your mind
 Moves around at will
 Still, let me apologize for soundin so sassy
 But you niggas act as if my ass
 Has a sign that says harass me"
 Her name was gail from the union of dale
 I made her remove the shades
 So her eyes could tell me the plan
 Yo where's your man?
 "Oh that nigga's past tense,
 Painted bruises on my face
 Haven't seen him ever since"
 Gave a pinch to my bottom
 And started rubbing my back
 She said "i bet your ass is darker
 Than a mobb deep track"
 Only one way to know it,
 And i was down to show it
 So we jetted back to my crib to set it
 She made it known
 "I've owned thoughts of you
 Since that song 'meeny-meeny'
 Can't believe you're about
 To be all up in between me"
 Man, the flag was lowered
 So my wood was raised
 Followed a shielding of my building
 To protect me from the blaze
 This granted access to
 Southern parts of her borders
 Did you have her comin'?
 Like the new world order
 I caught her with the right combination
 A good combination
 Keepin' it in her hard, man
 You betta listen
 [Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
 [Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
 [Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
 [Listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen
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Auteur: ?

Componist: Dave Jolicoeur, Maseo, Posdnuos

Publisher: Rhino Records (2)

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2012

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Stakes Is High (1996)

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