Bedda At Home

You're that kind that turns my head

And makes me look..

Whoa whoa whoa uh uh uh, uh

You're the kind that makes me pull single dollars

Out my pocket book, woo baby~

You're ***iness in my restitute

Makes me wanna cook my favorite recipe

And place it on your table, baby~

Your in-toxic ting and so divine

You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind

And I know you'll think this is crazy~

But, I got something better at home

Ooh woo.. hey hey~

I got something better at home

He's the kind that breaks it down, and curls my toes~

Woo woo woo baby, aww~

He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul

And I love it baby~

His intellect and outer respect

Makes me wanna crawl and be my best

And I know, he loves his baby~

He sense of self and silliness

Makes the hardest things the simplest

And I look but don't touch

Never know baby~

Cuz I, I got something better at home, ooh

Cuz I, I got something better at home

Ooh woo wooo

Baby I know you love me

And your love is wonderful

You help me feel free

I won't betray you unintentionally, or intentionally

I got you babe

You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night

Okay, alright

Cuz I know

Cuz I Know know know

I know

I got something better at home, woo~

I know

I got something better at home

Well well well..

Woo! Woo!

Alright alright~ let's calm down, awww shit~ woo!