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, ooh baby You're sexiness and vivacity 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 whoo oo woo 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 ow 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 grow And be my best And I know... He loves his baby His sense of self and silliness Makes the hardest things The simplest and I I look but don't touch No no no baby Cuz, I got something better at home Ooh ohoo ooo Cuz, I got something better at home Ooh ohh woo wooo Baby I know you love me And your love is wonderful You help me feel free I wont 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 Oh I know I got something better at home I know oh oooh woo woo wooo I got something better at home Ohhhhh oohhhhhh