Put That Woman First Lyrics

Put That Woman First lyrics

Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... (Yeah) 

[Verse 1:]
If they gleam in the sun

While they spin in the seat, get in my truck then {I could remember 
And
if it came in a sack 
No stems, no seeds in the bag then {I could remember

And if it dripped from my wrist 
And it looked it shined light blue then
{I could remember 
But oh, girl 
I forgot to be your lover 
If it
wasn't for the 9 to 5 
Double up over time {I could remember 
If it
wasn't for the Sunday All-Star 
Weekend games, girl {I could remember

And if it wasn't the dough 
Getting fifty G's a show, girl you know
that, {I could remember 
But silly, me, silly me, oh 
Tell me how could I
ever forget to be your lover 

[Bridge:]
Now I realize that you need
love too (Oh, yeah) 
Spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, girl 
Oh, I
forgot to be your lover 

[Chorus:]
When she starts bringin' up old
dirt 
And the fights keep getting worse (Oh, brother) 
Findin' numbers in
her purse 
Better put that woman first (Yeah) 
And you notice she ain't
wearin' her ring (Oh, no) 
And she starts playin' little games 
Comin' in
home late from work 
You better put that woman first 

[Verse 2:]
If
it wasn't for the make up on my shirt 
Still I'd be chasin' skirts and {I
could remember 
And if it wasn't for that fight last night 
And you
smashin' out my headlights then {I could remember 
If it wasn't for parol

Steady duckin' my P.O., girl, you know {I could remember 
But silly me,
silly me, babe 
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover


[Bridge:]
Now I realize that you need love too 
Spend my life
makin' up to you
Oh, girl 
Oh, I forgot to be your lover


[Chorus:]
When she starts bringin' up old dirt (Bringin' up old
s***) 
And the fights keep getting worse 
(Oh...oh...oh...oh...)

Findin' numbers in her purse (I'm tellin' you, brother) 
Better put that
woman first (You better put your woman first) 

And you notice she ain't
wearin' her ring (Oh, yeah) 
And she starts playin' little games
(I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm tellin' you, brother) 
Comin' in home late from work

You better put that woman first (Put that woman first)


[Breakdown:]
{So many times Actin' like it really wasn't nothin'

{So many ways thought to myself, always runnin' 
{So many games All that
I sin 
{So many words I need you to stay 
{Always came first Even though
sometimes felt like second
{Came down to love You know I had to learn a
lesson
{Spendin' some time Put in some work 
{And for better or worse
Always put that woman first 

[Chorus:]
When she starts bringin' up
old dirt 
And the fights keep getting worse (Gettin' worse) 
Findin'
numbers in her purse (In her purse) 
Better put that woman first (Put that
woman first) 
And you notice she ain't wearin' her ring (Ooh, yeah) 
And
she starts playin' little games (Her little games) 
Comin' in home late from
work (I'mma say it again) 
You better put that woman first (Put that woman
first) 

[Chorus:]
When she starts bringin' up old dirt 
And the
fights keep getting worse (She's gonna leave you) 
Findin' numbers in her
purse 
Better put that woman first (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 
And you notice she
ain't wearin' her ring (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 
And she starts playin'
little games (Yeah, yeah) 
Comin' in home late from work 
You better put
that woman first