Letra de Put That Woman First

Better put that woman first yeah
Put her first
If they gleam in the sunWhile they spin and they
Fit on my truck then
(I could remember)
And if it came in the sack
No stems no seeds in the sack girl
(I could remember)
And if they drip from my wrist and
They look like they shine like new then
(I could remember)
But ohhh girl
I forgot to be your lover
If it wasn′t for the 9 to 5
Double-up overtime working
(I could remember)
And if it wasn't for the Sunday all star
Weekend games girl
(I could remember)
And if it wasn′t for the dough
Gettin' fifty g's a show
Girl ya know that
(I could remember)
But silly me, silly me
Ohhh girl
Tell me how could I ever forget to be yours
Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin′ love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover
When she starts bringin′ up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin' numbers in her purse
You better put that woman first
And you know she ain′t wearin' her ring
And she starts playin′ little games
Comin' in late from work
You better put that woman first
If it wasn′t for the make up on my shirt
Still I'd be chasin' skirts then
(I could remember)
And if it wasn′t for that fight last night
You crashing out my headlights
(I could remember)
If it wasn′t for parole
Steady duckin' my P.O
Girl you know that
(I could remember)
But silly me, silly me, babe
Tell me how could I ever forget to be yours
Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin′ love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover
When she starts bringin' up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin′ numbers in her purse
You better put that woman first
When you know she ain't wearin′ her ring
And she starts playin' little games
Comin' in late from work
Oh!
You better put that woman first
Put her first yeah
Put you woman first
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
If they gleam in the sun
While they spin and they
Fit on my truck then
(I could remember)
And if it came in the sack
No stems no seeds in the sack girl
(I could remember)
And if they drip from my wrist and
They look like they shine like new then
(I could remember)
But ohhh girl
I forgot to be your lover
When she starts bringin′ up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse
Findin′ numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first
When you know that she ain't wearin′ her ring
When she starts playin' little games
Comin′ in late from work (I'mma say it again)
You better put that woman first