[Verse:]
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You're that kind
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That turns my head and makes me look
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Whoa whoa whoa uh uh uh...uh
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You're the kind
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That makes me pull single dollars
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Out my pocket book, ooh baby
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You're sexiness and vivacity makes me
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Wanna cook my favorite recipe
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And place it on your table, baby
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Your intoxicating and so divine
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You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind
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[Chorus:]
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And I know you'll think this is crazy
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But, I got something better at home
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Ooh whoo oo woo woo
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Hey hey I got something better at home
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[Verse:]
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He's the kind that breaks it down
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And curls my toes, woo woo woo baby ow
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He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul
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And I love it baby
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His intellect and outer respect, makes me wanna crawl
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And be my best
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And I know...
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He loves his baby
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He sense of self and silliness
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Makes the hardest things
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The simplest and I look but don't touch
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Never know baby
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[Chorus:]
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Cuz, I got something better at home
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Ooh ohoo ooo
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Cuz, I got something better at home
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Ooh ohh woo wooo
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[Bridge:]
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Baby I know you love me
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And your love is wonderful
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You help me feel free
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I wont betray you unintentionally, or intentionally
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I got you babe
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You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night
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Okay
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[Chorus:]
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Alright cuz I know
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Cuz I Know know know,
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I know, I got something better at home
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Oh
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I know I got something better at home
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I know oh oooh woo woo wooo
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I got something better at home
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Ohhhhh oohhhhhh
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Bedda At Home
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| Jill Scott |
