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Jill Scott
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Bedda At Home
Lyricist:Ivan Barias, Carvin Haggins, Frank Romano, Jill H. Scott, Johnnie Smith
You're that kind that turns my head And makes me look You're the kind that makes me pull single dollars Out my pocket book, ooh baby
Your sexiness in my restitute make me Wanna cook my favorite recipe And place it on your table, baby
You're intoxicating and so divine You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind And I know you'll think this is crazy
But I, I've got something better at home I got something better at home
He's the kind that breaks it down And curls my toes, baby He's the kind that loves my mind And feeds my soul and I love it baby
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com His intellect and outer respect Makes me wanna crawl and be my best And I know, he loves his baby
His sense of self and silliness Makes the hardest things the simplest And I, I look but don't touch, never know baby
'Cause I, I got something better at home 'Cause I, I got something better at home
Baby I know you love me and your love is wonderful You help me feel free, I won't betray you unintentionally Or intentionally, I got you babe You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night, okay
Alright 'cause I know 'cause I know know know I know, I got somethin' better at home I know I got somethin' better at home
Alright alright, alright let's calm down now [Incomprehensible]
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