Album Name

Still Ghetto

Artist

Jaheim

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2008.01.08

Release Agency

Warner Bros.

Put That Woman First - Jaheim
Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... Yeah
If they gleam in the sun
While they spin in the seat,
get in my truck then I could remember
And if it came in a sack
No skins, no seats in the back
and I could remember
And if it dripped from my wrist
And it looked it shined like new then
I could remember
But oh, girl
I forgot to be your lover
If it wasnt for the 9 to 5
Double up overtimin I could remember
If it wasnt for the Sunday All-Star
Weekend games, girl I could remember
And if it wasnt the dough
Couldnt fit the ??? jones girl,
you know that I could remember
But silly, me, silly me, oh
Tell me how could I ever forget
to be your lover
Now I realize that you need love too Oh, yeah
Spend my life makin love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover
When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse Oh, brother
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first Yeah
And you know she aint wearin her ring Oh, no
When she starts playin little games
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first
If it wasnt for the make up on my shirt
Still Id be chasin skirts and I could remember
And if it wasnt for that fight last night
Id be smashin out my headlights then
I could remember
If it wasnt for parole
Steady duckin my P.O., girl, you know
I could remember
But silly me, silly me, babe
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover
Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover
When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first
And you know she aint wearin her ring
When she starts playin little games
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first
So many times
Actin like it really wasnt nothin
So many ways Kept to myself, always runnin
So many games All that I sin
So many words I need you to stay
Always came first
Even though sometimes fallin second
Came down to love
You know I had to win in this race
Spend some time Put in some work
And for better or worse
Always put that woman first
When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first
And you know she aint wearin her ring
When she starts playin little games
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first
When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first
And you know she aint wearin her ring
When she starts playin little games
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first