| You the one that’s responsible, remarkable
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| Honourable, always in control
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| You’re daddy’s pride with your momma’s eyes
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| Love ‘em both sorta like I love my life
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| They created you so the praise is due
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| Up high cause he favoured you by makin' you
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| My compliments inside you is where heaven is
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| Beautiful and suited too, brighten up the dark
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| So I’mma nickname you star
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| Can I call you Mars? |
| Or maybe Venus?
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| Nothing’s between us on this earth
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| But it’s God first
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| So every time you right by my side, God work
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| And you’re my little star
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| I see the way you shine
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| Don’t go too far now baby
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| I need you
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| Long walks thinking and planning our future (I need you)
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| Rushing tryna get home thinkin' what I’m gonna do to ya (I need you)
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| Knew that it was you to trust, you can turn the Luther up
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| I must admit it girl you go the smoothest touch, got me stuck
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| And that’s alright though, I’mma let go, love’s in control
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| So let me ask, is you cool with that?
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| It’s you in fact cause you got us on a plateau
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| I can’t go back to the playa way of thinking
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| A queen like Billie Holiday, my inner being
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| Taking giant steps like John Coltrane
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| Jump in the boom and me replacing your name with mine
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| This ain’t a game cause everything that I’m sayin' sincere
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| You’re here with me not entertainin' them lames
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| (Ooh, star, I love the way you shine)
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| See you appreciate the little things, actually
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| When the revenue was short, you’d be holdin' up the fort
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| Beauty and compassion need balance any man would need
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| Though the future’s lovely, look at what my eyes see
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| Me giving you a seat to mark the beginning of we
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| Follow I take the lead, a little Jo and Jodeci
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| Spinning while I kiss your cheek, know my heart is yours to keep
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| (I'd do anything for you)
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| Yea you got it, boo
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| Lovin' every side of you I receive the bright of you
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| (Oh yea), and I be there for you
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| Hard work and soft on you sweet like a summer foo
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| Stacked in the pants, yea, somethin' like an Amazon
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| Gotta hand it to ya girl, ya everything a man want
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| And I’m thankful |