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Sing it y'all Oh, killing me softly and I'm still falling Still the one I need, I will always be with you Oh, you got me all gone, don't ever let me go Say it real loud if you fly Sing it y'all (My baby is a ten) We dressing to the (Nine) (He pick me up, we eight) (Make me feel so lucky, seven) (He kiss me in his six) (We be making love in five) I see you (Still the one I do this four) (I'm trying to make us three) (From that two) (He still the one) There's ups and down in this love Got a lot to learn in this love Through the good and the bad, still got love Dedicated to the one I love Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain Still all up on each other, ain't a damn thing change My girls can't tell me nothing, I'm gone in the brain Me and my boo in my boo's coupe riding All up in the back with his chick right beside him Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the fliest Grind up on it girl, girl, girl Me and my boo, and my boo, lip locking All up in the back 'cause the chicks keep flocking All that gossip in ten years, stop it London speed it up, Houston rock it