Bedda At Home Lyrics - Jill Scott

[Verse] 

You're that kind 

That turns my head and makes me look 

Whoa whoa whoa uh uh uh...uh 

You're the kind 

That makes me pull single dollars 

Out my pocket book, ooh baby 

You're sexiness in my restitute makes me 

Want to cook my favorite recipe 

And place it on your table, baby 

Your in-toxic ting and so divine 

You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind 

[Chorus] 

And I know you'll think this is crazy 

But, I got something better at home 

Ooh whoo oo woo woo 

Hey hey I got something better at home 

[Verse:] 

He's the kind that breaks it down 

And curls my toes, woo woo woo baby ow 

He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul 

And I love it baby 

His intellect and outer respect, makes me want to crawl 

And be my best 

And I know... 

He loves his baby 

He sense of self and silliness 

Makes the hardest things 

The simplest and I look but don't touch 

Never know baby 

[Chorus:] 

'Cause, I got something better at home 

Ooh ohoo ooo 

'Cause, I got something better at home 

Ooh ohh woo wooo 

[Bridge:] 

Baby I know you love me 

And your love is wonderful 

You help me feel free 

I won't betray you unintentionally, or intentionally 

I got you babe 

You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night 

Okay 

[Chorus] 

Alright 'cause I know 

'Cause I Know know know, 

I know, I got something better at home 

Oh 

I know I got something better at home 

I know oh oooh woo woo wooo 

I got something better at home 

Ohhhhh oohhhhhh