Buddha Monk - Ain't No Woman Like the One I Got lyrics

[Intro: Preacherman] Ooooh, yeah... Ain't no woman like the one I got (like the one I got) Ain't no woman like the one I got (like the one I got) [Babyface Fensta] Yo love, we tighter than OJ's glove You can't tell 'em I ain't k** it I'm a natural born hustler, my style's gangsta I stay on the grind, you don't mind Nobody, ever bust in your face You let them chicken heads squawk If he got some p**y it was before I met you As we layed on my altar, I performed the baptism You had your first orgasm, I ain't just try to f** you I made love to you, can you fathom how deep I went? Damn, you got pretty titties, look how they stand up Without a bra, I love your hair, the stylish clothes you wear Your walk, your talk, you don't do make-up When you wake-up, you're still beautiful, god bless you, mami [Chorus: Preacherman] Ain't no woman like the one I got (don't mind if a man keeps hustling) Ain't no woman like the one I got (she's a rider if her man starts clapping) Ain't no woman like the one I got (get questioned by the beast, no rapping) Ain't no woman like the one I got (take care of things when I'm not there) [Babyface Fensta] Grand Central, off Van Wyck Expressway From Jackie Robinson Parkway, reverse it Delete the G.C. V.W., too much traffic Take the short cut, Union Turn pipewest, straight to the inter-borough Bushwick exit, you've now entered The heart of America, make a left on Eastern Parkway Take it to Howard Ave Make a left, and take it to Kings Highway That's the nineties, I'm a Crooklyn king I got a Brooklyn queen, that's two hundred & 50 dollars a week I spend on transporation Damn, I got to love you, no one above you I dig your style, your smile, the gap between your teeth Girl unique, let's make babies I don't f** with flusies [Chorus] [Preacherman] You been there for me, when the weight was on my shoulder Showed you cared for me, bust guns in the Rover And now I see, now I see, that I wanna share my riches with you Baby, hold on, it won't be so long We share our dreams, we gotta hold on Never cry, no matter what the cost Girl I love you, girl I'll give it all Give it all... [Chorus w/ Popa Chief]