| Can I? |
| Nah
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| Can I be honest?
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| Can I be honest?
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| Can I be honest?
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| It seems like there are plenty
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| But I’m just searching for the one
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| I don’t want just any though
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| So could you be the one?
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| She could be the urban type or the suburban type
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| I like the working type, you can keep the twerking type
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| Could the women with real talent please stand up?
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| 'Cause nowadays you could get famous just by having a butt
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| Man, what? |
| Oh yeah, you know it’s true
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| And some women think without that, men don’t notice you
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| But you could be a silver and not be worth a copper
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| That mean you could be a dime and not be worth a penny
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| Do you follow? |
| Man, where the real women at?
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| Intelligent queens who got they dignity intact
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| That’s the type of women who don’t get enough attention
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| She ain’t got the most likes, the most followers, or mentions for real
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| But I’m looking for a wife, not a baby mom
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| 'Bout to start a page on ChristianMingle.com
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| If you cook good, that’s a good look
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| I know you look good but do you know the good book? |
| Ooh
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| Could you be the one that I want? |
| Could you be the one that I need?
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| Could you be the one I’m looking for?
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| Could you be the one that I see in my dreams?
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| I know there are plenty, but I just want the one
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| And I don’t want just any, so could you be the one?
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| Yo, I’m a messed up guy in a lot of ways
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| And I’ma probably make you mad at me a lot of days
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| But when you mad and you don’t wan' speak
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| I need to know you love God more than you love me
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| 'Cause I can’t be up on the road every night catching flights
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| Stressing like, «Is somebody at the crib with my wife?»
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| And I can’t knock another dude for spitting his game
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| But if you choose to entertain, I would throw you off a plane
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| Not really, but I need a woman mentally strong
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| If you put David before God, that’s mentally wrong
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| God could show you how to love me in ways that I can’t
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| Just because I’m from New Orleans, baby, I ain’t no saint
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| So I salute all the queens that we do have
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| We appreciate you, baby, you just don’t know the half
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| Them girls living fast, living reckless ain’t gon' last
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| And just remember, class don’t compare theyself to trash |
| Could you be the one that I want?
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| Could you be the one that I need?
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| Could you be the one I’m looking for?
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| Could you be the one that I see in my dreams?
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| I know there are plenty, but I just want the one
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| And I don’t want just any, so could you be the one?
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| Hey
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| Natural, genuine, and wise
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| Beautiful smile that tells no lies
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| Love God more than you love me
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| But really love me for me |