Mary J. Blige - Good Love lyrics

Hey, grand hustler, homie Yeah, it's the king, partner You know I couldn't leave you Without hollerin' at you one more time right, baby Okay, man, go Sexy boy, s**y boy, won't you be my I'm in joy, chocolate kisses, don't you see my I'm, boy, fixed on you tonight, boy Only one I want for the rest of my life, boy Am I coming on too strong? Do I make you nervous? No Is this the first time that you heard this? No Baby, you got what I want And I think I deserve it, won't hurt it Promise I'll be worth it So give me that, give me that, give me that good love 'Cause baby you're what I'm looking for And every time you smile I want some more So give me that, give me that, give me that good love Now don't you tell me no Just come here and give me that good love Mercy me, mercy me, you makin' my Temperature heat up, heat up, baby sky high I don't mean to be rude but if you don't come on I'ma come and get you Am I coming on too strong? No Do I make you nervous? No Is this the first time that you heard this? No Baby, you got what I want And I think I deserve it, won't hurt it Promise I'll be worth it So give me that, give me that, give me that good love 'Cause baby you're what I'm looking for And every time you smile I want some more So give me that, give me that, give me that good love Now don't you tell me no Just come here and give me that good love So give me mine, give me mine, give me mine Give me that, give me that good love So give me mine, give me mine, give me mine Give me that, give me that good love Aye, where my ladies at? Throw you hands up You see a s**a lookin' at you tell him, man up So he bought a drink, tell him and what That don't mean he got the right to keep you handcuffed You got your hair done and your toes too You lookin' good, girl, if ain't nobody told you Even the hood girls with the gold tooth And working girls who buy the purses and they own shoes Sophisticated ladies went to school and graduated Who don't be drinkin' everyday, but since they celebratin' Hey, pop your bottles shawty and do your thing, ma And let your hair down and let it hang, ma To all the single moms raising babies on their own Forget your baby daddy, baby, you don't need homes Whether you got your real hair or a weave on Whether you got some Frankie Bs or some Lees on From the A-cups to the D-cups To the Kiki's, Nikki's and Tameka's Listen, not only will I hit it if you throw it to me But I'ma beat it like you stole and you owe it to me So give me that, give me that, give me that good love 'Cause baby you're what I'm looking for And every time you smile I want some more So give me that, give me that, give me that good love Now don't you tell me no Just come here and give me that good love That good love Ladies, this goes out to each and every last one of you, yeah You know I got enough volume But there can only be one queen But you can still close your eyes and imagine, right? A year and a day and counting Grand hustler homie, it's the king Alright, I can say that, Mary