Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Gunz
Performer
Luther Vandross
Sampled Artist
Neef Buck
Vocals
Rell
Vocals
Young Chris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Hamilton
Songwriter
Chris Ries
Songwriter
Haneef Muhammad
Songwriter
Ryan Presson
Songwriter
Luther Vandross
Songwriter
Nat Adderley
Songwriter
Gerrell Gaddis
Songwriter
Ryan Press
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chad Hamilton
Producer
Shane "Bermuda" Woodley
Recording Engineer
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Presson
Co-Producer
Ryan Press
Co-Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
For the ladies, okay, girl
I wanna be your mother, your father, brother
Your sister, your everything, you know?
Goin' straight to the top, baby
[Verse 2]
I think I might wife her
You know, powder blue Rocawear suit, white Nike
My **** like her, she been with me through the grind
Girl, you put in that time, like been lifers
You got tight, used to hooky and chill
Twat tight, plus she cook up a meal, had the hook up for real
More headaches and stress 'cause a child involved
It's all good 'cause our sex be my Tylenol, best baby doll of all
Shit, the rest of you childish broads
Give me the sex, then I'm tired of y'all
So, find a next to provide for y'all
I got my baby girl, plus she 'bout to drop my baby girl
Forget about all the rumors you hear, girl
A newer life soon to be here, girl
And can't nothing fuck up that, got to fuck with that
I can't find a better love than that, my baby girl
[Verse 3]
Don't stop givin' me your lovin'
'Cause my heart's been racin' for your lovin'
And I won't give it up for nothing
'Cause there's no better love
Girl, you got me goin' crazy
You got me thinkin' 'bout you, baby
Could you be my one and only lady?
'Cause there's no better love
[Verse 4]
Comin' up, I thought Cupid was stupid
Only two love's, my family and music
Fallin' through something, just couldn't do it
It was the beginning of time, and you was like nine
But, goddamn, you was fine
Used to stay on my mind, when I was out on my grind
Opened up them bags when I'm choppin' my dimes
There in the spittle, stood by me for the rentals
Popped up mad shit with me and got me rentals
Sick with the plastic, what can I say?
Bitches hate around the way, I had a lady
Gossip and watchin' him, runnin' back
Moved up North, kinda fell off track
Still my peoples though, love when I see you though
Once a while might call, just to chill, might ball
Forever my dawg, even when I downfall
First in line whenever chick is involved, but
[Verse 5]
Don't stop givin' me your lovin'
'Cause my heart's been racin' for your lovin'
And I won't give it up for nothing
'Cause there's no better love
Girl, you got me goin' crazy
You got me thinkin' 'bout you, baby
Could you be my one and only lady?
'Cause there's no better love
[Verse 6]
We the youngest in charge, so leave them other scrubs
We give you better love, the time is tough
[Verse 7]
Baby, I feel the same as Neef do
Spit the game as he do
If you could take two, ain't no need to bring your people
[Verse 8]
Lingerie see-through (She got it goin' on)
Oh, that's, can't stop, won't stop (We got 'em goin' home)
We got 'em all alone (Just us, nobody's wrong)
I'ma hit it, you can hit (We waffle house in the mall)
[Verse 9]
Ever since the day I saw your face (Yeah)
My mind told me you were the one that was down (For me)
And, baby, when I get laced
I'm gonna do what you want, I'll be there (Truly)
So, don't you let her think
Turn you away from the love that you need (My dear)
I don't wanna play around with you 'cause I know I found lovin' (Lovin')
[Verse 10]
Don't stop givin' me your lovin'
'Cause my heart's been racin' for your lovin'
And I won't give it up for nothing
'Cause there's no better love
Girl, you got me goin' crazy
You got me thinkin' 'bout you, baby
Could you be my one and only lady?
'Cause there's no better love
[Verse 11]
Don't stop givin' me your lovin'
'Cause my heart's been racin' for your lovin'
And I won't give it up for nothing
Better love, no
Written by: Chad Hamilton, Chris Ries, Gerrell Gaddis, Haneef Muhammad, Luther Vandross, Nat Adderley, Ryan Presson