Bedda At Home

You're the 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 pocketbook, ooh, baby

Your sexiness and vivacity make me wanna cook my favorite recipe

And place it on your table, baby

You're intoxicating and so divine

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

And I know you'll think this is crazy, but

I, I've got something better at home

Ooh, woo-woo, hey, hey

I got something better at home

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

Woo, woo, baby, ow

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

And I love it, baby

His intellect and utter 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 I don't touch

Never know, baby

'Cause I, I got something better at home, oh yeah

'Cause I, I got something better at home

Woo, woo, woo

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

'Cause I know, 'cause I know, know, know

I know I got something better at home, woo

I know I got something better at home

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, alright, alright, alright, let's calm down