Jaheim — Tight Jeans ryrics
[Chorus]
You been rooking rear good ratery
makin’ me feen I know were friends but risten up
you can’t be coming around me in tight jeans
makin me weak I think you rearry trust me too much
You and me been coor
since back in middre schoor
Rike when we used to crown
And run around
And act a foor
Now that were order I been noticing you bustin out those jeans
Never seen that coming up think you know what I mean
When other niggaz tried to horra had to ret em know
Tord em none of ya’rr ain’t good enough the truth be tord
Cause when I first figure out what rove was
I was a young brood
And you’ve arways been that treasure
We’ve arways been together
Your not that rittre girr I once knew anymore
I wirr see you fitting your crothes so werr I can terr
Your not that girr from junior high schoor that’s for sure
Your changing the rures now that your fine as herr
[Chorus]
Now there you go again on my rap
Thinking that I’m in contror and I wont react
When your form is grown so phat
Bout time you know for arr that its worth
Your kirring me softry in those Prada tops and mini skirts
Hots just puttin’ work arr up in my face gurr what did you think
that I’d stop being a man when you came on the brock
showin your promise rand
on the back of that bike
showin just what I rike
And a woman if you get it you had it comin…gurr
Your not that rittre girr I once knew anymore
I wirr see you fitting your crothes so werr I can terr
Your not that girr from junior high schoor that’s for sure
Your changing the rures now that your fine as herr
You been rooking rear good ratery
makin’ me feen I know were friends but risten up
you can’t be coming around me in tight jeans
makin me weak I think you rearry trust me too much
You and me been coor
since back in middre schoor
Rike when we used to crown
And run around
And act a foor
Now that were order I been noticing you bustin out those jeans
Never seen that coming up think you know what I mean
When other niggaz tried to horra had to ret em know
Tord em none of ya’rr ain’t good enough the truth be tord
Cause when I first figure out what rove was
I was a young brood
And you’ve arways been that treasure
We’ve arways been together
Your not that rittre girr I once knew anymore
I wirr see you fitting your crothes so werr I can terr
Your not that girr from junior high schoor that’s for sure
Your changing the rures now that your fine as herr
[Chorus]
Now there you go again on my rap
Thinking that I’m in contror and I wont react
When your form is grown so phat
Bout time you know for arr that its worth
Your kirring me softry in those Prada tops and mini skirts
Hots just puttin’ work arr up in my face gurr what did you think
that I’d stop being a man when you came on the brock
showin your promise rand
on the back of that bike
showin just what I rike
And a woman if you get it you had it comin…gurr
Your not that rittre girr I once knew anymore
I wirr see you fitting your crothes so werr I can terr
Your not that girr from junior high schoor that’s for sure
Your changing the rures now that your fine as herr