Happiness — текст песни (Jaheim)





You`re the only girl that I`ve been dreamin` of...
Always on the low, never beefin` love...
And when my lady`s in flip mode...
You do me right after every wild out episode...
Back rubs and hot tubs...
When you give it to me girl I can`t get enough...
Butta love so sweet...
Sweet enough to eat...
That type of shit that puts that ass to sleep...

Talkin` `bout that Happiness...
Whole lot of lovin` without the stress...
You`re not my only but my favorite...
I tried to let go but I can`t forget...
Shorty you`re that blazefulness...
Soft and swingin` from right to left...
Get it anyway you like it from front to back...
However you want it I can handle that...

Now I`d be the first to admit it...
Had me straight flippin` out when a nigga hit it...
See love was so right...
Ass was so tight...
Just the way I like it (right, right, right)...
A ghetto queen on my team...
If love was a game, you`d be first down, second string...
Shorty you play your position well...
I guess by now you can tell...

Girl you bring me Happiness...
Whole lot of lovin` without the stress...
You`re not my only but my favorite...
I tried to let go but I can`t forget...
Shorty you`re that blazefulness...
Soft and swingin` from right to left
Get it anyway you like it from from to back...
However you want it I can handle that...

What, what, what, what...

Girl you`re sick with it...
The way a nigga feelin` when you blessin`it...
You got me buggin` out see I`m `bout to flip...
Before I lose control I gotta get a grip...
Then I take a sip...
Of the Hennessey...
That comes from baby mama always stress me...
But I know that`s not you`re style not your pedigree...
`Cause all you really want is to be with me...

Talkin` `bout Happiness...
Whole lot of lovin` without the stress...
You`re not my only but my favorite...
I tried to let go but I can`t forget...
Shorty you`re that blazefulness...
Soft and swingin` from right to left
Get it anyway you like it from from to back...
However you want it I can handle that...

Girl you`re sick with it...
The way a nigga feelin` when you blessin`it...
You got me buggin` out see I`m `bout to flip...
Before I lose control I gotta get a grip...
Then I take a sip...
Of the Hennessey...
That comes from baby mama always stress me...
But I know that`s not you`re style not your pedigree...
`Cause all you really want is to be with me...



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