Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Happiness, artist - Jaheim. Album song Ghetto Love, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 12.03.2001
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Happiness |
You’re the only girl that I’ve been dreamin' of… |
Always on the low, never beefin' love… |
And when my lady’s in flip mode… |
You do me right after every wild out episode… |
Back rubs and hot tubs… |
When you give it to me girl I can’t get enough… |
Butta love so sweet… |
Sweet enough to eat… |
That type of shit that puts that ass to sleep… |
Talkin' 'bout that Happiness… |
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress… |
You’re not my only but my favorite… |
I tried to let go but I can’t forget… |
Shorty you’re that blazefulness… |
Soft and swingin' from right to left… |
Get it anyway you like it from front to back… |
However you want it I can handle that… |
Now I’d be the first to admit it… |
Had me straight flippin' out when a nigga hit it… |
See love was so right… |
Ass was so tight… |
Just the way I like it (right, right, right)… |
A ghetto queen on my team… |
If love was a game, you’d be first down, second string… |
Shorty you play your position well… |
I guess by now you can tell… |
Girl you bring me Happiness… |
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress… |
You’re not my only but my favorite… |
I tried to let go but I can’t forget… |
Shorty you’re that blazefulness… |
Soft and swingin' from right to left |
Get it anyway you like it from from to back… |
However you want it I can handle that… |
What, what, what, what… |
Girl you’re sick with it… |
The way a nigga feelin' when you blessin’it… |
You got me buggin' out see I’m 'bout to flip… |
Before I lose control I gotta get a grip… |
Then I take a sip… |
Of the Hennessey… |
That comes from baby mama always stress me… |
But I know that’s not you’re style not your pedigree… |
'Cause all you really want is to be with me… |
Talkin' 'bout Happiness… |
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress… |
You’re not my only but my favorite… |
I tried to let go but I can’t forget… |
Shorty you’re that blazefulness… |
Soft and swingin' from right to left |
Get it anyway you like it from from to back… |
However you want it I can handle that… |
Girl you’re sick with it… |
The way a nigga feelin' when you blessin’it… |
You got me buggin' out see I’m 'bout to flip… |
Before I lose control I gotta get a grip… |
Then I take a sip… |
Of the Hennessey… |
That comes from baby mama always stress me… |
But I know that’s not you’re style not your pedigree… |
'Cause all you really want is to be with me… |