(Heaven ain't hard to find...All you gotta do is look)
Simply because you nervous, let me start off with my conversation Hoping my information, alleviates the hesitiation I can see it clearly now, got you smiling through your frown I'm askin' baby-boo, "R U Down?" Although I know you've heard about my reputation...across the nation Mr."I Get Around"...My temptation got me dripping wet , perspiration I'm activated by the moves you making Baby, why you fakin'? Strip naked get to love making See its all in your mind, so every time I sip a glass of wine I fantasize till that ass is mine Never gettin' but want it, never touching but wishing A straight thug on a mission until I get what I'm missing Stop with the beeper, baby listen... I know you're grown, but pay attention, let me hypnotize with my tongue kissin' This is a message to bomb bodies and all dimes... Turn around one mo' time, Heaven Ain't Hard To Find
[Hook: (Heaveeen) Heaven ain't hard to find (Heaven ain't hard to find)]
Heaven ain't hard to find, infact you can have it Just have faith...just like a little kid, still believing in magic It takes a lot of scarifice, and with all the lonely nights On tour...I need somebody I can trust in my life Let me apply the brakes...maybe I'm moving too fast My conversations are getting deeper, but first let me ask Are you afraid of a thug? And have you ever made love with candles and bubbles, slipping in the tub Touch me and let me activate your blood pressure...this thug pleasure Help the average man love better Picture me naked and glistening beneath the moonlight mist Just take a shot of that Alize'... come give me a kiss And maybe we can be better friends, perhaps we'll be closer Be the thug in your life...baby and you'll be my soulja And I know it takes up time, and you got a lot of questions on your mind But relax...in due time, Heaven Ain't Hard to Find
[Hook]
You think we all dogs...thats why you cautious when I approached you Been talking since you arrived, but not a word is spoken Through my eye contact...I wink and you respond back Look at me...Whats all that? (Huh) Its like the closer you get, baby the quicker I'm speaking I got a flight out to Chicago, lets kick it this weekend I'm sipping Henessy and Coke...tho' addicted to weed smoke I'm fiendin' for your body even mo' Oh God, help me identify me truest thoughts Your hidden motives, full of passion who would of thought Come holla at me baby, love me for my thug nature Far from a playa hater, label me a money maker Straight heart breaker... Baby we can be friends, I'll come scoop you in my Benz We'll ride...I'll let you floss it for your friends Once we begin...until the end, it gets better with time I'm makin' love to your mind baby...Heaven ain't hard to find
[Hook till fading]
Compositores: Quincy Delight Jones Iii (ASCAP), Tupac Amaru Shakur (ASCAP)Editores: Amaru Publishing (ASCAP), Universal Music Corporation (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #4925660 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM