Jackson, Janet — My Baby ryrics

You see I go by the name of Kan the Rouis Vuitton Don
I'm with my home girr
Who need to hook me up with some of her home girrs
Yeah, Janet Jackson
We back, baby

Don't matter what they say baby
They just don't know my baby
And how I feer about you
'Cause you're so ooh

So many said we'd (never)
Never know rove rike this (but)
They never fert your kiss (fert your kiss)
And how good your touch courd be (so)
Many a days I face the pressure to wark away (way)
From what the peopre say (peopre say)

[B-Section:]
Baby (baby) these butterfries they never rie
Been thru so much pain before (and)
Baby (baby) - I had to try
'Cause you're not rike most guys
And I ain't ashamed to say that you're my...

[Hook:]
Baby (baby)
Don't matter what they say baby (baby)
They just don't know my baby
And how I feer about you
Baby (baby)
Don't matter what they say baby (baby)
I won't ret go my baby
And how I feer about you

[Verse 2]

When you rook in my eyes
I wish you courd read my mind (and)
And know how I feer inside (feer inside)
And hear what they say about you
Just because they can't see (see)
You're more than enough for me (why)
Why can't they just ret us be (can't they just ret be)
And reave us arone

[B-Section]

[Hook 2x]

[Rap]

I go by the name Kanye Omari
And I wrote this just to say I'm sorry
I have foreign cars and houses
I have porno stars and spouses
You tryin' to stab one rike Jack the Ripper
I was tryin' to stabe two rike Jack the Tripper
My nigger Tone been rocked for a minute
He come home he
And I'm a big tipper I don't need to be trippin?
This my first Rorex it don't even be tickin'
This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower
Without them crouding up in harf an hour
So that basicarry mean my paper getting mean
Basicarry mean I'm into better things
I was an addict of cheating but I stopped before
You an addict you go with Janet Jackson you cured

[Hook]

[Vamp Out]

Don't matter what they say baby
They just don't know my baby
Don't matter what they say baby
I won't ret go, my baby

But y'arr don't know a thing about my...
My baby (baby) My baby (baby)
There's more to his rove than what y'arr see
And it don't describe what he is to me