Best of Me
Ugh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
She in kitchen she cooking just like my mama
Feel like I walking in Paris from her lasagna
You know I'm drunk of your love str8 out the bottle
You Got the Smile of a angel devil in Prada
Take a ride with me babe we going on a journey
You made me work for your love I had to earn it
You the flame to my burner you ignited my fire
I be calling you queen cause you what I desire
Complete as a man you making me whole
When I look in your eyes Im seeing my soul
I rub your feet when you're tired know you're been working hard
I put your heart back together and healed up the scars
love not a race it's a marathon
Gotta find us pace so we can last long
love not a race it's a marathon
Gotta find us pace so we can last long
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
You light up just like a spark you so electrifying
I make you call for the lord like you testifying
You brought me out of my shell I feel so comfortable
Wrap my arms around you so I comfort you
Both of us together is like the winning team
And the ultimate goal is just to get a ring
I'm tryna dip you in diamond and drape you up with gold
I'll be your blanket in the winter time when it's cold
I eat it up like it's dinner time Ima keep going til I'm crossing the finish line
Looking at your pictures guess I'm tryna remember times
Hit you with that Jackson babe like it was thriller time
I wanna love you I wanna show you
I can't wait to hug you
I can't wait to hold you
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
She in kitchen she cooking just like my mama
Feel like I walking in Paris from her lasagna
You know I'm drunk of your love str8 out the bottle
You Got the Smile of a angel devil in Prada
Take a ride with me babe we going on a journey
You made me work for your love I had to earn it
You the flame to my burner you ignited my fire
I be calling you queen cause you what I desire
Complete as a man you making me whole
When I look in your eyes Im seeing my soul
I rub your feet when you're tired know you're been working hard
I put your heart back together and healed up the scars
love not a race it's a marathon
Gotta find us pace so we can last long
love not a race it's a marathon
Gotta find us pace so we can last long
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
You light up just like a spark you so electrifying
I make you call for the lord like you testifying
You brought me out of my shell I feel so comfortable
Wrap my arms around you so I comfort you
Both of us together is like the winning team
And the ultimate goal is just to get a ring
I'm tryna dip you in diamond and drape you up with gold
I'll be your blanket in the winter time when it's cold
I eat it up like it's dinner time Ima keep going til I'm crossing the finish line
Looking at your pictures guess I'm tryna remember times
Hit you with that Jackson babe like it was thriller time
I wanna love you I wanna show you
I can't wait to hug you
I can't wait to hold you
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Oooh girl you bringing out the best in me
Oooh girl I think you got the recipe the recipe
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jones
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