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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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