Sendin My Love Lyrics
| Song | Sendin My Love |
| Artist | Phonte |
| Album | Charity Starts At Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coleman | |
| Look... You know that so many people be askin me like, | |
| "Man, how do you do it? How do you stay happy in love?" | |
| Ehehe, I think it's really just a state of mind | |
| I mean, I know single men that would kill for a home-cooked meal | |
| I know, married men that'll kill for a quiet house | |
| Haha shit it's just, it's just all depend on your perspective | |
| Youknahmean? Ain't nothin' perfect | |
| [Phonte] | |
| Yo, my mind in another zone, and voice in another tone | |
| Arguin about some shit rooted in some other shit | |
| Long story short, it was a night that I ain't feel like comin home | |
| So I hit the streets, to a couple places I ain't hit for weeks | |
| Saw a pretty girl, kissed her cheek - mwah, say magnifique | |
| She favored my ex, some harmless flirtin | |
| A total diversion, but sometimes that's all | |
| a nigga need to get from one day to the next | |
| She's placin her bets, and payin respect | |
| Next thing, we walkin out and I'm payin the check | |
| Aw man.. | |
| [Chorus: Carlitta Durand] | |
| No pretending, baby I'm sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| [Phonte] | |
| Here she goes again, I can feel her eyes closin in | |
| It's like a rigged game, but how the fuck am I supposed to win? | |
| The O.G. say, "Cheer up" | |
| But wifey wants a scholar and a traveler | |
| Hunter and a gatherer, and after I capture her | |
| Now I gotta put +MY+ spear up? | |
| Man, I don't fear much | |
| But the thought of losing her hits me in the tear ducts | |
| Too much honesty ahead, get earplugs | |
| Something in the way society rears us | |
| Commitment wears us, out it tears us, apart | |
| and makes us feel we don't need to | |
| and that turns into "I don't need you" | |
| People want what grandma and granddaddy had | |
| But the ain't have options, nigga, we do | |
| and we choose, to act foolish | |
| Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, baby he bruise/He-brews | |
| Can barely handle one, I don't need two | |
| Really don't wanna run, but I need to | |
| I need to...Lemme get outta here | |
| [Chorus 2: Carlitta Durand] | |
| No pretending, baby I'm sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| No pretending, I am defending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| [Bridge: Durand] (Phonte) | |
| Sending, all my love to you (Oh yeah, yeah) | |
| Sending, all my love to you (Yeah, yeah) | |
| I am defending (I wanna send it on home) | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| [Outro: Phonte] | |
| Lemme just take it on, take it on to the house | |
| C'mon, c'mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, just take it home | |
| I know she get on your nerves sometimes | |
| But man, you got a good woman at home, man | |
| Just go home, it-it-it's 'bout 4:30 | |
| Ain't nothin open this time of night but legs and hospitals | |
| Just go home, just take it on home | |
| Martin Luther King did not die for niggas to be trickin off on HOES, nigga | |
| Just, just take it home (all my love to you) | |
| You the upstanding family manm you got a good thang, man | |
| C'mon Tigallo, c'mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be, be real strong | |
| I-I mean nigga, be REAL strong | |
| N-Nigga, be STRONG.. | |
| ...tss, the fuck? |
| zuo qu : Coleman | |
| Look... You know that so many people be askin me like, | |
| " Man, how do you do it? How do you stay happy in love?" | |
| Ehehe, I think it' s really just a state of mind | |
| I mean, I know single men that would kill for a homecooked meal | |
| I know, married men that' ll kill for a quiet house | |
| Haha shit it' s just, it' s just all depend on your perspective | |
| Youknahmean? Ain' t nothin' perfect | |
| Phonte | |
| Yo, my mind in another zone, and voice in another tone | |
| Arguin about some shit rooted in some other shit | |
| Long story short, it was a night that I ain' t feel like comin home | |
| So I hit the streets, to a couple places I ain' t hit for weeks | |
| Saw a pretty girl, kissed her cheek mwah, say magnifique | |
| She favored my ex, some harmless flirtin | |
| A total diversion, but sometimes that' s all | |
| a nigga need to get from one day to the next | |
| She' s placin her bets, and payin respect | |
| Next thing, we walkin out and I' m payin the check | |
| Aw man.. | |
| Chorus: Carlitta Durand | |
| No pretending, baby I' m sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Phonte | |
| Here she goes again, I can feel her eyes closin in | |
| It' s like a rigged game, but how the fuck am I supposed to win? | |
| The O. G. say, " Cheer up" | |
| But wifey wants a scholar and a traveler | |
| Hunter and a gatherer, and after I capture her | |
| Now I gotta put MY spear up? | |
| Man, I don' t fear much | |
| But the thought of losing her hits me in the tear ducts | |
| Too much honesty ahead, get earplugs | |
| Something in the way society rears us | |
| Commitment wears us, out it tears us, apart | |
| and makes us feel we don' t need to | |
| and that turns into " I don' t need you" | |
| People want what grandma and granddaddy had | |
| But the ain' t have options, nigga, we do | |
| and we choose, to act foolish | |
| Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, baby he bruise Hebrews | |
| Can barely handle one, I don' t need two | |
| Really don' t wanna run, but I need to | |
| I need to... Lemme get outta here | |
| Chorus 2: Carlitta Durand | |
| No pretending, baby I' m sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| No pretending, I am defending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Bridge: Durand Phonte | |
| Sending, all my love to you Oh yeah, yeah | |
| Sending, all my love to you Yeah, yeah | |
| I am defending I wanna send it on home | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Outro: Phonte | |
| Lemme just take it on, take it on to the house | |
| C' mon, c' mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, just take it home | |
| I know she get on your nerves sometimes | |
| But man, you got a good woman at home, man | |
| Just go home, ititit' s ' bout 4: 30 | |
| Ain' t nothin open this time of night but legs and hospitals | |
| Just go home, just take it on home | |
| Martin Luther King did not die for niggas to be trickin off on HOES, nigga | |
| Just, just take it home all my love to you | |
| You the upstanding family manm you got a good thang, man | |
| C' mon Tigallo, c' mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be, be real strong | |
| II mean nigga, be REAL strong | |
| NNigga, be STRONG.. | |
| ... tss, the fuck? |
| zuò qǔ : Coleman | |
| Look... You know that so many people be askin me like, | |
| " Man, how do you do it? How do you stay happy in love?" | |
| Ehehe, I think it' s really just a state of mind | |
| I mean, I know single men that would kill for a homecooked meal | |
| I know, married men that' ll kill for a quiet house | |
| Haha shit it' s just, it' s just all depend on your perspective | |
| Youknahmean? Ain' t nothin' perfect | |
| Phonte | |
| Yo, my mind in another zone, and voice in another tone | |
| Arguin about some shit rooted in some other shit | |
| Long story short, it was a night that I ain' t feel like comin home | |
| So I hit the streets, to a couple places I ain' t hit for weeks | |
| Saw a pretty girl, kissed her cheek mwah, say magnifique | |
| She favored my ex, some harmless flirtin | |
| A total diversion, but sometimes that' s all | |
| a nigga need to get from one day to the next | |
| She' s placin her bets, and payin respect | |
| Next thing, we walkin out and I' m payin the check | |
| Aw man.. | |
| Chorus: Carlitta Durand | |
| No pretending, baby I' m sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Phonte | |
| Here she goes again, I can feel her eyes closin in | |
| It' s like a rigged game, but how the fuck am I supposed to win? | |
| The O. G. say, " Cheer up" | |
| But wifey wants a scholar and a traveler | |
| Hunter and a gatherer, and after I capture her | |
| Now I gotta put MY spear up? | |
| Man, I don' t fear much | |
| But the thought of losing her hits me in the tear ducts | |
| Too much honesty ahead, get earplugs | |
| Something in the way society rears us | |
| Commitment wears us, out it tears us, apart | |
| and makes us feel we don' t need to | |
| and that turns into " I don' t need you" | |
| People want what grandma and granddaddy had | |
| But the ain' t have options, nigga, we do | |
| and we choose, to act foolish | |
| Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, baby he bruise Hebrews | |
| Can barely handle one, I don' t need two | |
| Really don' t wanna run, but I need to | |
| I need to... Lemme get outta here | |
| Chorus 2: Carlitta Durand | |
| No pretending, baby I' m sending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| No pretending, I am defending | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Bridge: Durand Phonte | |
| Sending, all my love to you Oh yeah, yeah | |
| Sending, all my love to you Yeah, yeah | |
| I am defending I wanna send it on home | |
| Sending, all my love to you | |
| Outro: Phonte | |
| Lemme just take it on, take it on to the house | |
| C' mon, c' mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, just take it home | |
| I know she get on your nerves sometimes | |
| But man, you got a good woman at home, man | |
| Just go home, ititit' s ' bout 4: 30 | |
| Ain' t nothin open this time of night but legs and hospitals | |
| Just go home, just take it on home | |
| Martin Luther King did not die for niggas to be trickin off on HOES, nigga | |
| Just, just take it home all my love to you | |
| You the upstanding family manm you got a good thang, man | |
| C' mon Tigallo, c' mon Tigallo, be strong | |
| Be, be real strong | |
| II mean nigga, be REAL strong | |
| NNigga, be STRONG.. | |
| ... tss, the fuck? |
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