Jaheim - Happiness lyrics

You're the only girl that
I've been dreamin' of (Dreamin' of)
Always on the low, never beefin' love
(Beefin' love)
And when my lady's in flip mode (Well)
You do me right after every wild out episode
(Well, well, well) back rubs and hot tubs
When you give it to me, girl
I can't get enough (Get enough)
A butta love so sweet, sweet enough to eat
That type of shit that put that ass to sleep
I'm talkin' 'bout that

Happiness
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress
You're not my only but my favorite
I tried to let go but I can't forget
(I tried but I can't shake it, baby)
Shorty, you're that blazefulness
Soft and swingin' from right to left
Get it any way you like it from front to back
However you want it I can handle that

Now I'd be the first to admit it (What?)
Had me straight flippin' out when
A nigga hit it (When a nigga hit it)
See, love was so right, ass was so tight
(So right)
Just the way I like it, right, right, right
(Right, right) a ghetto queen on my team
If love was a game, you'd be first down
Second string
Shorty, you play your position well
I guess by now you can tell
Girl, you bring me

Happiness
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress
You're not my only but my favorite
I tried to let go but I can't forget
(Shorty, you are the one)
Shorty, you're that blazefulness
Soft and swingin' from right to left
Get it any way you like it from front to back
However you want it I can handle that
(What, what, what, what)

Girl, you're sick with it (Sick with it)
The way a nigga feelin' when you blessin' it
You got me buggin' out, see
I'm 'bout to flip (Oh)
Before I lose control I gotta get a grip
Then I take a sip of the Hennessy (Hennessy)
That comes from baby mama always stressin' me
But, I know that's not your style
Not your pedigree
'Cause all you really want is to
Be with me, yeah, yeah, yeah talkin' 'bout

Happiness
Whole lot of lovin' without the stress
You're not my only but my favorite
I tried to let go but I can't forget
(Shorty, you know)
Shorty, you're that blazefulness
Soft and swingin' from right to left
Get it any way you like it from front to back
However you want it I can handle that

Girl, you're sick with it
The way a nigga feelin' when you blessin' it
You got me buggin' out, see
I'm 'bout to flip
Before I lose control, I gotta get a grip
Then I take a sip of the Hennessy
That comes from baby mama always stress me
But, I know that's not your style
Not your pedigree
'Cause all you really want is to
Be with me, yeah, yeah, yeah