Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Love, artist - Mary J. Blige. Album song Real Love, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.1991
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Real Love |
Yes indeed once again |
For those who don’t know |
What the sounds of the youngest DJ in charge |
Ron G |
I wanna say whassup to Mary |
And this that uptown classic |
Give it to 'em |
Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground |
Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground |
Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground |
Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground |
We are lovers through and through |
And though we made it through the storm |
I really want you to realize |
I really want to put you on |
I’ve been searching for someone |
To satisfy my every need |
Won’t you be my inspiration |
Be the real love that I need |
Real love |
I’m searching for the real love |
Someone to set my heart free |
Real love |
I’m searching for a real love |
Oh when I met you I just knew |
That you would take my heart and run |
Until you told me how you felt for me |
You said I’m not the one |
So I slowly came to see |
All of the things that you were made of |
And now I hope my dreams and inspiration |
Lead me towards a real love |
I’ve got to have a real love |
Love so true and oh, baby |
I thought that love was you |
I thought you were the answer |
To the question in my mind |
But it seems that I was wrong |
If I stay strong maybe I’ll find a |
Look up in the sky |
It’s a bird, it’s a plane |
Nope, it’s Mary Jane, ain’t a damn thing changed |
Kickin' ill flava with the Teflon Don |
Wreckin' shop, gettin' props |
She got it goin' on |
So what’s it gonna be? |
The real one, the fake one |
Ya need a minute to think for whom ya better take |
What up? |
My time is up |
Peace out to brooklyn |
Helpin' Daddy-O, hey yo, bring the verse in |
So I try my best and pray to God |
He’d send me someone real |
To caress me and to guide me |
Towards a love my heart can feel |
Now I know I can be faithful |
I can be your all and all |
And give you good lovin' through the summertime |
Winter, spring and fall |
You see I’m searching for a real love |
And I don’t know where to go |
I’ve been around the world and high and low |
And still will never know |
How it feels to have a real love |
Cuz it seems there’s none around |
I gotta end it in this way |
Because seems he can’t be found |
It’s that flavor |
That’s what I’m talking about |
Ain’t no other way to explain it |