โหลดเพลง mp3 Bedda At Home(Acoustic Version) - Jill Scott

You're that kind
That turns my head and makes me look

Whoa whoa whoa uh uh uh...uh

You're the kind

That makes me pull single dollars
Out my pocket book, ooh baby

You're sexiness in my restitute makes me
Wanna cook my favorite recipe

And place it on your table, baby

Your in-toxic ting and so divine

You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind

And I know you'll think this is crazy

But, I got something better at home

Ooh whoo oo woo woo

Hey hey I got something better at home

He's the kind that breaks it down

And curls my toes, woo woo woo baby ow

He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul

And I love it baby

His intellect and outer respect, makes me wanna crawl

And be my best
And I know...

He loves his baby

He sense of self and silliness

Makes the hardest things

The simplest and I look but don't touch

Never know baby

Cuz, I got something better at home

Ooh ohoo ooo
Cuz, I got something better at home

Ooh ohh woo wooo

Baby I know you love me

And your love is wonderful

You help me feel free

I wont betray you unintentionally, or intentionally

I got you babe

You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night
Okay
Alright cuz I know

Cuz I Know know know,

I know, I got something better at home

Oh

I know I got something better at home

I know oh oooh woo woo wooo