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TLC - Ghetto love (edited) lyrics

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Ghetto love (edited) by TLC

Da Brat & T-Boz
(appears on the album Anuthatantrum & Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum)
I had some problems
That no one could seem to solve them
But you had the answer
You told me to take a chance
And learn the ways of love my baby
And all that it has to offer
In time you will see that love won't let you down
Ohh, all my love baby
Hey baby it ain't gon' ever change
Between you and your boo
Put a hold on me ever since I held you
What compelled you to be my man
Besides passion and lust
You ran up on a real boo with understanding and trust
Ain't no comparison you leave all the rest behind
You blow my mind undercover
When you workin' my shine
You laid pipe unlike any other plumber
Took me shoppin' all day and at night, you kept it comin'
Made dinner collard greens, candied yams, and steak
Showed me the game how to import birds and chop weight
Caught a case cuz your boy ran his mouth too much.
And it's a disgrace how the pain felt to miss your touch
But as the days keep passin' keep it laughin' with stacks of letters
Hit you so you don't forget us
When you'd rather not be livin in the cella
Hella playa-haters want your occupation
But they can keep pacin' cuz
I'm gonna be waitin' on my baby
And all this love is waiting for you
My baby, sweet darlin'
And all this love is waiting for you
Don't worry about a thing just stay down
As long as you can hang I'm-a be around
Ran into your boy had heard he'd spread the word
That you was soft braggin' he collecting your cheese
And p**sing me off
The first thought of committing a felony never left
I missed the big breaths you took when we waa puffin' the L
Just the little things you do with the bigger ones
I saw better SL 500's colorful Gucci sweaters and leathers
Diamond letters I feel ya boo cuz I saved the sugar for you
Keep the business runnin' droppin' off keys in Cancun
Cash rules and you remain to be the king of my throne
Position takin' flippin' calendar pages till you get home
Wanna blast your boy for snatchin' up my happiness
But I regret what'll happen to this dollar foundation
If I'm incarcerated too you can make it through
Rebel on the jealous who tell us the opposite of that
Forever you and Brat
I tried to take the blame but you preferred to handle my fame
So I'm waitin' with open arms to rekindle the flame

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