Jaheim - Could It Be Lyrics
Huh, uh yeahBout to put it to 'emWith some ghetto slick shit, hehCheck it out, one timeFor your mother*****in' mind (mother*****in' mind)Yo I'm saying they gon' smell me on this oneNo doubt, he-hehCheck it out, oh yeahListenOn the cross town with the top downSounds banging out the backstreets (alright)Me and shorty two deepShe's flashing me thighsWind blowing through her hairBaby we can take it there (take it there)But first I gotta make my riseBaby slow downMy crib's on the other side of townBut from the look in her eyesShe was hypnotizedRubbed her hands on my chestAnd started getting undressedTell me whyCould it be my chromed out rims?Break your neck when you see me lookin' goodOr could it be the ice you see?But you tell me that you're really feelin' me(that you're feelin' me, feelin' me, feelin' me baby)Could it be the word on the block?I know they told you that a nigga got it lockedTell me why you just can't stopI'm thinking that it's all about meWhat could it be?I got the sixty inch flat tv, what?Got it like DVD, whatever you needI got the bubbles in the tub with the back rub (bathtub)Silk sheets baby to make loveOh girl I wanna hit it in the worst wayAfter that you'll be coming back like every day (oh yeah)send you back to your girls with something else to sayHow I hit it, split it, had you with it till the break of dayCould it be my chromed out rims?Break your neck when you see me lookin' goodOr could it be the ice you see?But you tell me that you're really feelin' meCould it be the word on the block?I know they told you that a nigga got it lockedTell me why you just can't stopI'm thinking that it's all about meWhat could it be?Could it be the drop top BenzThat got your friends going out on a limbSliding me numbers when you ain't watching themPlaying me close but I'm not feeling themCould it be the time piece flooded with chips?You with me cause I flex brigets around my wrist?Or large amounts up in my bank accountYou tell me you love me baby but what's that all aboutCould it be my chromed out rims?Break you neck when you see me lookin' goodOr could it be the ice you see?But you tell me that you're really feelin' meCould it be the word on the block?I know they told you that I got it on lockTell me why you just can't stopI'm thinking that it's all about meWhat could it be?Could it be my chromed out rims? (could it be my chromed out rims)Break you neck when you see a nigga dipOr could it be the ice you see?But you tell me that you're really feelin' meCould it be the word on the block? (tell me)I know they told you that I got it on lockTell me why you just can't stopI'm thinking that it's all about meWhat could it be
