Mr. Cheeks: Special kinda friend, lemme clown with ya Get to know you little better, spend some time with ya Hit the town with ya, spend every dime with you no matter what you wanna do as long as i'm with you get your picture painted, place it on my wall and as long as i want I'm giving you my all but when the night falls, we hold eachother all night Play some B. Knight, He'll make it all right
Brian: I can see it in your eyes, your looking at a real man I don't wear a disguise, gonna make you understand I know you heard a lot of lies I won't beat around the bush I know I'm gonna make ya mine But I'm not gonna push
Chorus 1: Girl I don't mean to come off As cocky, or concieted But I beleive that you were meant Just for me, There should be nothing But love coming betweens us And we will be together always, baby yeah
Chorus 2: Baby I dont mean come on strong But you should be with somebody Who understands you like I do I'll be right here If ever you need a hand or 2 To help you get where you going to Lemme show you the way I do
Brian: I would never do you wrong Like some other fella did It only matters where you going Don't matter where you been I calculated all the costs Measured what your worth And right after God Girl I'm puttin you first
Chorus 1: Girl I dont mean to come off As cocky, or concieted But I beleive that you were meant Just for me, There should be nothing But love coming betweens us And we will be together always
Chorus 2: Baby I dont mean come on strong But you should be with somebody Who understands you like I do I'll be right here If ever you need a hand or 2 To help you get where you going to I'll show you the way I do
Bridge: Speical kind of love, speical kinda friend, special kinda heart Special til the end, special... I can't front How special it could be, Special in my arms , Special you and me
Baby: I could see it in your eyes I can feel your thighs You in that new Benz With that flat skinned tires Fly ass skirt With your gucci shirt Stiletto Boots, tell the maid mink skirt Your independent, and you bought your work And it dont matter Cuz I puts in work Its me and B. Knight go to the mall and flirt With the fly ass girls and they fly ass skirts Holla, Holla
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