Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fiend, artist - Jaheim. Date of issue: 12.02.2006
Song language: English
Fiend |
| She’s more than a dime, she’s a dub |
| Damn I’m in love |
| Hit it from the house to the club |
| Keep my mind on her |
| Spend my last dime on her |
| She bring me to cloud 9 when my ass climb on her |
| Can see she make the picture clear |
| Just like time warner |
| Treat her like the car |
| The weight of the ride on her |
| She helped me focus in |
| Get my rhymes right too |
| And my mind right too |
| That’s why she shine through |
| I gotta quit |
| I gotta get this chick up out my system |
| She’s no good for me |
| All of my dogs wanna hit her |
| Right after I’m with her |
| I eat then I fall asleep |
| And it’s gettin costly |
| Lately all I’ve been banging is the chicks that come to see |
| But surely she’s a dime |
| (Something about the girl being a dog) |
| And I think I’m falling in love |
| She gets me all chocked up |
| I can barely catch my breath |
| Don’t want to pass her around |
| I keep her to myself |
| You see shes gives me stimulation |
| And nobody’s messing up our rotation |
| Although I think it’s big |
| And you better believe |
| Nobody’s blazing it up but me |
| I need her first thing when I wake up |
| Call me a fiend |
| And I ain’t talking about nicotine |
| Y’all know what I mean |
| Just call me a fiend |
| I’m just a addict for your love, I’ve got to have it all your love |
| I can’t let it go |
| I’ll never be gleem |
| You can just call me a fiend |
| I twist her up, pull her to me real slow (so slow) |
| Let the taste of a chocolate make my eyes get low |
| But she burns through my paper so fast |
| Gotta make it last |
| Hate to watch them Swisha sweets walk past |
| When my personal stash get low |
| Then it’s back to the block tryna find her |
| Surely she’s a dime |
| In fact that girls a dub |
| And I think I’ve fallin in love |
| She gets me all chocked up |
| I can barely catch my breath |
| Don’t want to pass her around |
| I keep her to myself |
| You see shes gives me stimulation |
| And nobody’s messing up our rotation |
| Although I think it’s big |
| You better believe |
| Nobody’s blazing it up but me |
| I’m a fiend for her |
| Go to sleep wit a dream of her |
| Wake up, grind hard, get cream for her |
| Play the whip on a lean wit her |
| Just in case I don’t make it home |
| I’mma leave a team with her |
| Me & her been down since her head was round |
| I went to every party in town and bought her a round |
| And now she get lose with it |
| Her heads purple and green but she looks cute with it |
| And I ain’t mad at her |
| I let the team take a stab at her |
| I bring her home all alone and then pack her bags for her |
| We can do it all night, right? |
| Wake up and do it all day |
| All we needs a light bright |
| It’s gunna be a slow process |
| One kiss from her lips took the stress up off my chest |
| Riding shot gun, body tight, couldn’t hold it in |
| Had to park and spark it up again |
| And I swear she left her heaven scent in the air |
| All in my clothes, all in my hair |
| (She has my head in her) |
| Y’all know what I’m talking about |