Текст песни Baby Oranges - Jai Musiq

You make it easy to love you
A fit for me just like a glove, boo
I feel so at peace when you up in my arms
Like the world stops whenever I hug you
To be honest, you turned my whole world 'round
Look up, look down, and you my girl now
Gotta admit I'm a mess
But thank God that He blessed me cause look how it turned out

Not a day goes by where you don't cross my mind
Not an hour goes by where I wouldn't give you my time
Not a second goes by
Where I wouldn't want you in my space just to look at that face
You always ask how my day was
You never ask for no favors, but girl you deserve it
My mission with you is to show you you're worth it
Imperfectly perfect

Cause you're my baaaaby
And you a Cutie like them baby oranges
You took my heart without a warning
Now you're my laaaady
And I'm so happy to be yours
Maybe you was who my hopeless romanticism was waiting for

Cause you're my baaaaby
And you a Cutie like them baby oranges
You took my heart without a warning
Now you're my laaaady
And I'm so happy to be yours
Maybe you was who my hopeless romanticism was waiting for

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Ain't no girl on this earth that can treat me better
Ain't no sex I done had that done ever been wetter
Babygirl a go-getter
Only been together for a minute but it feels like forever
Want this forever, girl I could be wishing
But when I met you, I found what I was missing
Consider you spoiled whenever I get it
For now I just drown you in kisses

Cause you're my baaaaby
And you a Cutie like them baby oranges
You took my heart without a warning
Now you're my laaaady
And I'm so happy to be yours
Maybe you was who my hopeless romanticism was waiting for

Cause you're my baaaaby
And you a Cutie like them baby oranges
You took my heart without a warning
Now you're my laaaady
And I'm so happy to be yours
Maybe you was who my hopeless romanticism was waiting for