The Way I Met You
Here i go me and my girls
We walk in the club boy i see
You checking out my style
Baby boy you in denial
If you think you can pulll me boy
like you pull them girls boy please
You might aswell turn around
And you just need to leave
You are not on my level
You just way beneath
So step and look at my tracks
Because i am not looking back
I guess the words didnt mean anything
Now i see you everyday with your bling bling
You pulled me boy and i dont know why
Even though i get mad you make me glad and i cry
Cry because i am happy
Happy i made you my big daddy
I fell inlove with you along time ago
Nothing or noboy cant ruin my show
The show for me being your wife
Now you are the number one in my life
All that trash i said about you
You let me look dumb i had no clue
I had no clue you was going sweep me off my feet
And you must believe you bring the heat
I am glad you wanted me to be your girl
And now we would share our world
Copyright © Danielle Wilkerson | Year Posted 2011
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