Things Called Love Pt. 2 (Auntie Jenny)
God is watching
Y'all need to stay out them clubs
And trying to follow up on cruises
And wearing all this fake long hair, nails, and eyelashes
Look like they flying away somewhere
Y'all stop that, you know
Be your own person
Find who you are, your own identity
Find your own identity, okay
Read your word sometime and pray, you know
Because sometimes you're gonna need that
You're gonna need it all the time, but you need prayer
Y'all stop nagging these men
Going in their phones, looking for trouble
When you go in there and look and find stuff
then you're gonna be mad
You're gonna tear up the car, bust the windows
Throw bricks, and then you're gonna go to jail
You're gonna go to jail
I'm telling you, y'all gonna learn
Keep your hands to yourself
You men, y'all stop slapping these women
Women, keep your hands to yourself
Men, keep your hands to yourself
Respect one another
Try to find a common ground
That you all can get an understanding
Because in all thy ways, let's get an understanding
Come in in the house and say
Hey, honey, how you doing, baby
You know, let's have a conversation
Or something like that, you know what I mean
It's real out here, Lord
It's real
I done got old now
I had two husbands, they dead
Both of them dead
I don't know if I ever get another one
But I tell you one thing, I was a wife
I was a mother
I did what I had to do
I was a mother
I did my duties, my chores
I took care of my home, my kids
I knew how to do all that
I didn't have to worry about my husband coming home
with no food
Examine your own life, your own self
See where you at in your life
See where you at in your life
Well, I just kind of wanted to let everybody know
You know, the young people out there
We love you, we praying for y'all
Because there's so much going on in the streets
Y'all quit walking away, leaving your drinks on the bar
These guys and some of these crazy
weird old people out here
You don't know what they might do to you
You know, go in the house
Y'all don't need to be in the house in the streets all the time
at night, 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning
Going where
Go home
Time to go home
But this is Auntie Jenny that loves the world
loves you guys, loves all the young people
Want the best for you
And hope all your dreams and your goals
Come together and come true
Y'all need to stay out them clubs
And trying to follow up on cruises
And wearing all this fake long hair, nails, and eyelashes
Look like they flying away somewhere
Y'all stop that, you know
Be your own person
Find who you are, your own identity
Find your own identity, okay
Read your word sometime and pray, you know
Because sometimes you're gonna need that
You're gonna need it all the time, but you need prayer
Y'all stop nagging these men
Going in their phones, looking for trouble
When you go in there and look and find stuff
then you're gonna be mad
You're gonna tear up the car, bust the windows
Throw bricks, and then you're gonna go to jail
You're gonna go to jail
I'm telling you, y'all gonna learn
Keep your hands to yourself
You men, y'all stop slapping these women
Women, keep your hands to yourself
Men, keep your hands to yourself
Respect one another
Try to find a common ground
That you all can get an understanding
Because in all thy ways, let's get an understanding
Come in in the house and say
Hey, honey, how you doing, baby
You know, let's have a conversation
Or something like that, you know what I mean
It's real out here, Lord
It's real
I done got old now
I had two husbands, they dead
Both of them dead
I don't know if I ever get another one
But I tell you one thing, I was a wife
I was a mother
I did what I had to do
I was a mother
I did my duties, my chores
I took care of my home, my kids
I knew how to do all that
I didn't have to worry about my husband coming home
with no food
Examine your own life, your own self
See where you at in your life
See where you at in your life
Well, I just kind of wanted to let everybody know
You know, the young people out there
We love you, we praying for y'all
Because there's so much going on in the streets
Y'all quit walking away, leaving your drinks on the bar
These guys and some of these crazy
weird old people out here
You don't know what they might do to you
You know, go in the house
Y'all don't need to be in the house in the streets all the time
at night, 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning
Going where
Go home
Time to go home
But this is Auntie Jenny that loves the world
loves you guys, loves all the young people
Want the best for you
And hope all your dreams and your goals
Come together and come true
Credits
Writer(s): Jenny Patton
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