Monday, April 10, 2006

Guess Who Loves You More?

Word on the streets is
you gave me this walking papers and well,
I wanna be the man my daddy raised me to be,
my momma taught me to be,
see baby,

Guess who loves you more
Oh love guess who loves you more
than he did girl,
guess who treats you betta than he did,
me
girl me
That's right me
When you gon see
Wake up and see

Lady, lady, lady
My darling darling baby
I wanna restore your hope
Forget about the past,
this things gon last
Oh (for the tears you used to shed)
I wanna dry them (when you tossed & turned in bed)
I wanna rock you to sleep the right way,
what I'm tryna say is

Guess who loves you more
Oh love guess who loves you more
than he did girl,
guess who treats you betta than he did,
me
girl me
That's right me
When you gon see
Wake up and see


My love for you can never be measured
(ain't no doubt about it)
girl I treasure (girl don't you ever doubt it)
and each day
my love multiplies for you girl
as long as far as time is on my side
I'm gon be by your side baby
You're perfect in my eyes
You're my joy and pride

Guess who loves you more
Oh love guess who loves you more
than he did girl,
guess who treats you betta than he did,
me
girl me
That's right me
When you gon see
Wake up and see


It's me that loves you baby
Honest to god I do girl
I promise you that I'll cherish you
I'll love you protect you, grind for you
Yes I will honest to god I do
Said I'll grind for you
I love you baby I cherish you
You'll be my lady
Nothing will break our bond
Honest to god I do
Have faith in me I'll have faith in you
Keep & swear that's how much care
Oh baby I wanna love you
I care for you, you never never
never never
never never
never never
never never
never never
never never,
never got to worry no,
in fact I'm on my way right now to you

-Raheem DeVaughn

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