Marques Houston That Girl текст песни, слова песни That Girl Marques Houston
Marques Houston - That Girl
Look, all I did was look,
Why you trippin’?
Look, check this out,
Check it
Baby look I’m tired of trying
To convince you that I ain’t caught up lying
When she walked passed me I looked,
so what? Big deal…
I don’t understand how that
Can make you feel,
that my love ain’t for real
Every day I thank
The Lord above
That you’re with me,
You’re with me
Baby why would I throw that away?
Why would I throw that away?
How can I do it through
This is where I wanna be
Yeah
So I may look occasionaly
You’re the only one I need
If I wanted That girl,
Then I would be with That girl
Forever waitin’ for me
She’s fine hell but she’ll always be That girl
Nothing more than That girl
No matter what she do,
She don’t compared to you
Check it
Why you dreamin’
Girl you act as if you just called me cheating
When you look at other men,
And don’t act like you don’t
I don’t tripp because I know
That I’m the guy you come home to every night
Everyday i thank
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