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Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about What I got at the crib, holdin' me down Havin' my back when no one is around Baby girl, you're my queen Come get your crown All I wanna do is tell the world
Baby, you're my number one I'll put you seconds to none Girl, I worship the rain That waters the grass That grows on the ground you walk on Baby, you're my number one I'll put you seconds to none You make me so ashamed Of the girls in my past (and)
Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell The world about What I got at the crib, holdin' me down Havin' my back when no one is around Baby girl, you're my queen Come get your crown All I wanna do is tell the world