Put That Woman First (Lyrics) | Jaheim

But silly me, silly me, babe, tell me, how could I ever forget to be your lover?

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (yeah)

If they gleam in the sun while they spin and they fit on my truck then (I could remember)

And if it came in a sack, no stems, no seeds in the bag, then (I could remember)

And if it dripped from my wrist and it looked like it shined light blue, then (I could remember)

But, oh, girl, I forgot to be your lover

If it wasn't for the nine-to-five, double up over time, yeah (I could remember)

If it wasn't for the Sunday All-Star weekend game, girl (I could remember)

And if it wasn't for the dough, getting fifty G's a show, girl, you know that (I could remember)

But silly me, silly me, oh, tell me, how could I ever forget to be your lover?

Now I realize that you need love too (oh, yeah)

Spend my life makin' up to you

Oh, girl

Oh, I forgot to be your lover

When she starts bringin' up old dirt

And the fights keep getting worse (oh, brother)

Findin' numbers in her purse

Better put that woman first (yeah)

And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (oh, no)

And she starts playin' little games

Comin' in late from work

You better put that woman first

If it wasn't for the makeup on my shirt, still I'd be chasin' skirts then (I could remember)

And if it wasn't for that fight last night and you smashin' out my headlights then (I could remember)

If it wasn't for parole, steady duckin' my P.O., girl, you know (I could remember)

But silly me, silly me, babe, tell me, how could I ever forget to be your lover?

Now I realize that you need love too

Spend my life makin' up to you

Oh, girl

Oh, I forgot to be your lover

When she starts bringin' up old dirt (bringin' up old shit)

And the fights keep getting worse (oh, oh, oh, oh)

Findin' numbers in her purse (I'm tellin' you, brother)

Better put that woman first (you better put your woman first)

And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (oh, yeah)

And she starts playin' little games (I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm tellin' you, brother)

Comin' in late from work

You better put that woman first (put that woman first)

So many times (actin' like it really wasn't nothin')

So many ways (kept to myself, always runnin')

So many games (all that I sin)

So many words (I need you to stay)

Always came first (even though sometimes felt like second)

Came down to love (you know I had to learn a lesson)

Spendin' some time (put in some work)

And for better or worse (always put that woman first)

When she starts bringin' up old dirt

And the fights keep getting worse (gettin' worse)

Findin' numbers in her purse (in her purse)

Better put that woman first (put that woman first)

And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (ooh, yeah)

And she starts playin' little games (her little games)

Comin' in late from work (I'mma say it again)

You better put that woman first (put that woman first)

When she starts bringin' up old dirt

And the fights keep getting worse (she's gonna leave you)

Findin' numbers in her purse

Better put that woman first (yeah, yeah, yeah)

And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And she starts playin' little games (yeah, yeah)

Comin' in late from work

You better put that woman first

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