paroles de chanson Love, 1959 - Sho Baraka
What
if
we
took
what
James
did
on
"If
It
Wasn't
For
Love"
and
we
just
flipped
it
like...
You
more
precious
than
that
diamond
girl,
I
see
you
shine
I
ain't
insecure
girl,
I
know
you
mine
You
ain't
Oakland
girl,
but
I
call
you
my
"bae"
When
silence
is
violence,
you
know
what
to
say
I'm
eying
you
(I
mean,
I
mean)
you
and
I
I
know
it's
hard
to
stay
grounded
when
you
know
you
fly
We
can
take
this
to
the
floor
and
we
can
groove
I
ain't
got
nothing
to
prove,
I'll
just
leave
that
up
to
you
Translate
your
body
language
every
time
you
move
Even
in
a
crowded
room,
it's
just
me
and
you
We
can
build
a
future,
build
dreams,
build
children
Man,
forget
these
other
women,
you
#1
in
the
building
If
it
wasn't
for
love,
where
would
I
be?
Let
me
tell
you
'bout
love,
it'll
set
you
free
Unconditional
love,
that's
what
I
need
And
if
it
wasn't
for
love,
where
would
I
be?
Ooh,
my
lady,
you
got
me
going
crazy
You
got
me
going
crazy,
baby
Yeah,
if
it
wasn't
for
love
They
say
that
beauty's
in
the
eye
of
the
beholder
I'll
tell
you
that
you're
beautiful
every
time
that
I
hold
ya
You
know
her
Kadisha,
tryna
find
Felicia
Rashad,
oh
my
God,
I
just
think
I
found
my
gena
[?],
she
just
made
me
a
believer
Ring
on
her
finger,
she
know
I
will
never
leave
her
Love
has
me
on
a
full-time
commitment
You
occupy
my
heart,
other
girls
got
evicted
Uh
huh,
one
of
a
kind,
character
shines
You
dynamite
fine,
you
blow
my
mind
Keep
her
on
my
arm,
watch
her
steal
my
time
Fall
in
love
every
day,
forget
a
pickup
line
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
now
for
L-O-V-E
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
for
love,
ya
dig?
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
now
for
L-O-V-E
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
for
love,
ya
dig?
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
now
for
L-O-V-E
Clap
it
up,
clap
it
up
for
love
If
it
wasn't
for
love,
where
would
I
be?
Let
me
tell
you
'bout
love,
it'll
set
you
free
Unconditional
love,
that's
what
I
need
And
if
it
wasn't
for
love,
where
would
I
be?
Ooh,
my
lady,
you
got
me
going
crazy
You
got
me
going
crazy,
baby
Yeah,
if
it
wasn't
for
love
Alright,
now
look
here,
baby
girl
You
fine
and
I
know
you
think
that
I'm
fine
It
don't
make
no
sense
why
we
can't
be
fine
together
I
mean,
let's
do
the
math:
1+1 equals
2,
me
and
you
Ya
dig?
Know'm
sayin'?
Uh,
cause
if
you
do
that
math
wrong,
you
gon'
end
up
with
a
zero
Are
you
pickin'
up
what
I'm
puttin'
down,
baby
girl?
Alright,
'cause
the
keys
are
tryna
tell
you
how
much
I'm
diggin'
ya,
girl
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