Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Could It Be, artist - Jaheim. Date of issue: 23.11.2008
Song language: English
Could It Be |
| Huh, uh yeah |
| Bout to put it to 'em |
| With some ghetto slick shit, heh |
| Check it out, one time |
| For your motherfuckin’mind (motherfuckin'mind) |
| Yo I’m saying they gon’smell me on this one |
| No doubt, he-heh |
| Check it out, oh yeah |
| Listen |
| On the cross town with the top down |
| Sounds banging out the backstreets (alright) |
| Me and shorty two deep |
| She’s flashing me thighs |
| Wind blowing through her hair |
| Baby we can take it there (take it there) |
| But first I gotta make my rise |
| Baby slow down |
| My crib’s on the other side of town |
| But from the look in her eyes |
| She was hypnotized |
| Rubbed her hands on my chest |
| And started getting undressed |
| Tell me why |
| Could it be my chromed out rims? |
| Break you neck when you see a nigga dip |
| Or could it be the ice you see? |
| But you tell me that you’re really feelin’me |
| Could it be the word on the block? |
| I know they told you that a nigga got it locked |
| Tell me why you just can’t stop |
| I’m thinking that it’s all about me What could it be? |
| I got the sixty inch flat tv, what? |
| Got it like DVD, whatever you need |
| I got the bubbles in the tub with the back rub (bathtub) |
| Silk sheets baby to make love |
| Oh girl I wanna hit it in the worst way |
| After that you’ll be coming back like every day |
| Oh yeah send you back to your girls with something else to say |
| How I hit it, split it, had you with it till the break of day |
| Could it be my chromed out rims? |
| Break you neck when you see a nigga dip |
| Or could it be the ice you see? |
| But you tell me that you’re really feelin’me |
| Could it be the word on the block? |
| I know they told you that a nigga got it locked |
| Tell me why you just can’t stop |
| I’m thinking that it’s all about me What could it be? |
| Could it be the drop top Benz |
| That got your friends going out on a limb |
| Sliding me numbers when you ain’t watching them |
| Playing me close but I’m not feeling them |
| Could it be the time piece flooded with chips? |
| You with me cause I flex brigets around my wrist? |
| Or large amounts up in my bank account |
| You tell me you love me baby but what’s that all about |
| Could it be my chromed out rims? |
| Break you neck when you see a nigga dip |
| Or could it be the ice you see? |
| But you tell me that you’re really feelin’me |
| Could it be the word on the block? |
| I know they told you that a nigga got it locked |
| Tell me why you just can’t stop |
| I’m thinking that it’s all about me What could it be? |
| Could it be my chromed out rims? |
| Break you neck when you see a nigga dip |
| Or could it be the ice you see? |
| But you tell me that you’re really feelin’me |
| Could it be the word on the block? |
| I know they told you that a nigga got it locked |
| Tell me why you just can’t stop |
| I’m thinking that it’s all about me What could it be? |