Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaheim
Lead Vocals
Balewa Muhammad
Background Vocals
Clifton Lighty
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Balewa Muhammad
Songwriter
Clifton Lighty
Songwriter
Darren Lighty
Songwriter
Sylvester Jordan, Jr.
Songwriter
Edward Ferrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darren Lighty
Producer
Jamal Mitchell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ryan Bruce
Assistant Engineer
"You Can Ask" Giz
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Edward Ferrell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kevin Perry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
I know we're friends, but listen up
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much
You and me been cool since back in middle school
Like when we used to clown and run around and act a fool
Now that we're older I've been noticing you bustin' out those jeans
Never seen that coming up, think you know what I mean
When other **** tried to holla, had to let 'em know
Told 'em none of y'all ain't good enough, the truth be told
'Cause when I first figure out what love was I was a youngblood
And you've always been that treasure
We've always been together
You're not that little girl I once knew anymore (Yeah yeah)
I will see you fitting your clothes so well, I can tell
(Ooh ooh ooh, look at you)
You're not that girl from junior high school, that's for sure
(You're not the girl from junior high school)
You're changing the rules now that you're fine as hell
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend (Oh yeah)
I know we're friends, but listen up (Listen here)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much
Now there you go again on my lap
Thinking that I'm in control and I won't react
When your form has grown so phat
'Bout time you know for all that it's worth
You're killing me softly in those Prada tops and mini-skirts
Hots just puttin' work
All up in my face, girl, what did you think
That I'd stop being a man when you came on the block
Showin' your promised land
On the back of that bike, showin' just what I like
And a woman, if you get it, you had it coming, girl
You're not that little girl I once knew anymore
(You're not that little girl anymore)
I will see you fitting your clothes so well, I can tell
You're not that girl from junior high school, that's for sure
You're changing the rules now that you're fine as hell
(You're so fine)
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
I know we're friends, but listen up (Listen up here)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much (Much too much, too much)
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
I know we're friends, but listen up (Baby looking real good, yeah)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much (Oh yeah yeah)
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
I know we're friends, but listen up (Yeah yeah yeah)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much
(I think you're beginning to trust me too much)
I know you trust me too much, girl (Girl, I know)
You really trust me too much
I think that you trust me, but too much, girl
I know you trust me to much (Yeah yeah yeah)
I can't take it no more (Take it no more)
Gotta let it be known (Got to let it be known)
I've been watching you (Ooh)
I've been waiting on you (Ooh ooh ooh)
And I wanna hey hey hey hey
Feel you and put my hands on you, girl
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
(You've been looking real good)
I know we're friends, but listen up (Baby girl)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much
(Can't trust me, baby)
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
(I'm a grown ass man now, oh oh)
I know we're friends, but listen up (Yeah)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much
You've been looking real good lately, making me fiend
I know we're friends, but listen up (Mmm, mmm, mmm)
You can't be coming around me in tight jeans, making me weak
I think you really trust me too much (D.M., baby)
Written by: Balewa Muhammad, Clifton Lighty, Darren Lighty, Edward Ferrell, Sylvester Jordan, Jr.