You're the kind of woman
I wanna show love
I'd cater to you
Straight to you but
You sort of kind of ruined
My last true love
I favored you so
We're the problem
You're the problem
You're the problem not me
We was more than
We was more than that
If I could take it back
Back from her that white woman
That never showed me (no love)
I should've chose you
Bad lil thing from Inglewood
Least you liked me
I think my soul understood
I should've chose you
Bad lil thing from Inglewood
Least you liked me
I should've chose you
Bad lil thing from Inglewood
Least you liked me
I think my soul understood
I should've chose you
Bad lil thing from Inglewood
Least you liked me
You're the kind of woman
I'd wanna show love I'd–
You sort of kind of
Give me a chance
I'll make it better
Baby I should
Bad lil thing from Inglewood
You misunderstood me
I love you the truth is
I was confused
I'll always (forever) need you