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      I'm 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   But before I lose control I gotta get a grip   Then I take a sip      Of the Hennessey   That comes from baby mama always stressin' me   But I know that's not you're style not your pedigree   'Cause all you really want is to be with me, yeah, yeah, yeah      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   But I don't wanna lose control I gotta get a grip   Then I take a sip      Of the Hennessey   That comes from baby mama always stressin' me   But I know that's not you're style not your pedigree   'Cause all you really want is to be with me, yeah, yeah, yeah