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Jaheim Miscellaneous Put That Woman First Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... (Yeah) If they gleam in the sun While they spin in the seat, get in my truck then {I could remember} And if it came in a sack No skins, no seats in the back and {I could remember} And if it dripped from my wrist And it looked it shined like new then {I could remember} But oh, girl I forgot to be your lover If it wasn�t for the 9 to 5 Double up overtimin� {I could remember} If it wasn�t for the Sunday All-Star Weekend games, girl {I could remember} And if it wasn�t the dough Couldn�t fit the ??? jones girl, you know that {I could remember} But silly, me, silly me, oh Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover Now I realize that you need love too (Oh, yeah) Spend my life makin� love to you Oh, girl Oh, I forgot to be your lover When she starts bringin� up old dirt And the fights keep getting worse (Oh, brother) Findin� numbers in her purse Better put that woman first (Yeah) And you know she ain�t wearin� her ring (Oh, no) When she starts playin� little games Comin� in late from work You better put that woman first If it wasn�t for the make up on my shirt Still I�d be chasin� skirts and {I could remember} And if it wasn�t for that fight last night I�d be smashin� out my headlights then {I could remember} If it wasn�t for parole Steady duckin� my P.O., girl, you know {I could remember} But silly me, silly me, babe Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover Now I realize that you need love too Spend my life makin� love to you Oh, girl Oh, I forgot to be your lover When she starts bringin� up old dirt (Bringin� up old s***) And the fights keep getting worse (Oh...oh...oh...oh...) Findin� numbers in her purse (I�m tellin� you, brother) Better put that woman first (You better put your woman first) And you know she ain�t wearin� her ring (Oh, yeah) When she starts playin� little games (I�m-I�m-I�m-I�m tellin� you, brother) Comin� in late from work You better put that woman first (Put that woman first) {So many times} Actin� like it really wasn�t nothin� {So many ways} Kept to myself, always runnin� {So many games} All that I sin {So many words} I need you to stay {Always came first} Even though sometimes fallin� second {Came down to love} You know I had to win in this race {Spend some time} Put in some work {And for better or worse} Always put that woman first When she starts bringin� up old dirt And the fights keep getting worse (Gettin� worse) Findin� numbers in her purse (In her purse) Better put that woman first (Put that woman first) And you know she ain�t wearin� her ring (Ooh, yeah) When she starts playin� little games (Her little games) Comin� in late from work (I�mma say it again) You better put that woman first (Put that woman first) When she starts bringin� up old dirt And the fights keep getting worse (She�s gonna leave you) Findin� numbers in her purse Better put that woman first (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And you know she ain�t wearin� her ring (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) When she starts playin� little games (Yeah, yeah) Comin� in late from work You better put that woman first |
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