Album Name

Ghetto Love

Artist

Jaheim

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2001.04.27

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Could It Be - Jaheim
Huh uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit
Check it out one time
For your motherfuckin' mind
Yo I'm saying they gon' smell
me on this one
No doubt huh
Check it out
oh yeah Listen
On the cross town
with the top down
Sounds banging out the
backstreets alright
Me and shorty two deep
She's flashing me thighs
Wind blowing through her hair
Baby we can take it there
But first I gotta make my rise
Baby slow down
My crib's on the other side of town
But from the look in her eyes
She was hypnotized
Rubbed her hands on my chest
And started getting undressed
Could it be my chromed out rims
Break you neck when you
see a nigga dip
Or could it be the ice you see
But you tell me that you're
really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block
I know they told you
that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all about me
What could it be
I got the sixty inch flat tv what
Got it like DVD
whatever you need
I got the bubbles in the tub
with the back rub
Silk sheets baby to make love
Oh girl I wanna hit it
in the worst way
After that you'll be
coming back like every day
send you back to your girls
with something else to say
How I hit it split it
had you with it till the
Could it be my chromed out rims
Break you neck when you
see a nigga dip
Or could it be the ice you see
But you tell me that you're
really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block
I know they told you
that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all
about me what could it be
Could it be the drop top Benz
That got your friends
going out on a limb
Sliding me numbers when
you ain't watching them
Playing me close but
I'm not feeling them
Could it be the time piece
flooded with chips
You with me cause I flex
brigets around my wrist
Or large amounts up
in my bank account
You tell me you love me baby
but what's that all about
Could it be my chromed out rims
Break you neck when you
see a nigga dip
Or could it be the ice you see
But you tell me that
you're really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block
I know they told you
that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that
it's all about me
What could it be
Could it be my chromed out rims
Break you neck when you
see a nigga dip
Or could it be the ice you see
But you tell me that
you're really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block
I know they told you that a
nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that
it's all about me
What could it be