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You're the kind That turns my head and makes me look You're the kind That makes me pull single dollars Out my pocket book, ooh baby You're sexiness and vivacity Make me wanna cook my favorite recipe And place it on your table, baby Your intoxicating 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, I've got something bedda at home I got something bedda at home He's the kind that breaks it down and curls my toes He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul And I love it, baby His intellect and utter respect Makes me wanna crawl and be my best And I know he loves his baby His sense of self and silliness Makes the hardest things the simplest And I, I look but I don't touch No, no, no baby 'Cuz I, I got something bedda at home 'Cuz I, I got something bedda at home Baby, I know you love me And your love is wonderful You help me feel free I won't 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 bedda at home I know I got something bedda at home Alright, alright, okay, let's calm down [Incomprehensible]