| Song | We Can Be More |
| Artist | J.R.0 |
| Album | Lions & Liars |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| [Verse 1 - Sho Baraka] | |
| Yeah you stepped in, God healed my heartache | |
| And this is way past lust, no prom date | |
| And we can be a sweet aroma, strange | |
| And they can call us outcast, Andre | |
| Told my boys yeah catch me I’m fallin’ | |
| You are on my team even when I ain’t ballin’ | |
| You are patient with your boy in the worst case | |
| I was like 9/11, the worst date | |
| You been runnin’ through my mind, first place | |
| Those other girls they weak like Thursday | |
| This is gentlemen’s music, boys to men | |
| I’m done with that player’s life, born again | |
| We’ll be joined in body and soul | |
| Heart and mind, money and time | |
| If she’s chocolate or vanilla or you’re buttersctoch crème | |
| She the only one for you, she should make you wanna sing | |
| [Chorus - J.R.] | |
| Girl you know you got my heart | |
| And you know I love you so much | |
| This is more than lust | |
| You and I can become us | |
| We’ve known each other for a while | |
| And I know you say we just friends, but | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| [Verse 2 - Sho Baraka] | |
| You got me feelin’ like a 6th grader, that’s fo’ sho’ | |
| Do you wanna be my wife? Check yes or no | |
| It’s hard to stay pure in this dirty world | |
| Everybody wants them a little dirty girl | |
| They consult the pigs for a quick referral | |
| They lookin’ for the shells when they have a pearl | |
| You can be Coretta, I can be your king | |
| We can get together, we can have a dream | |
| I could be the Rev, you could be Justine | |
| We can walk this way or we can run as a team | |
| And you ain’t gotta wonder in your mind | |
| God’s on our side, I see the ribbon in the sky | |
| Huh, now tell them jokers bye-bye | |
| You’ve found real love, Mary J. Blige | |
| If you know love is more than a ring | |
| Grab your lady by the hand, this’ll make you wanna sing | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3 - Sho Baraka] | |
| A lifelong fight, that’s what marriage is | |
| Make love, not war like a terrorist | |
| My playboy past is so embarrasin’ | |
| But your love got me goin’ crazy, call a therapist | |
| Yeah, girl you know it’s a problem when | |
| You got me feelin’ lines from the Songs of Solomon | |
| Yeah, you got a classy appeal | |
| But you’re also so fine, I just gotta keep it real | |
| I know beauty is alive | |
| Peacocks may try, they don’t know you fly | |
| Yeah, now go ahead and touch the sky | |
| And bring my heart back when it’s time to swing by | |
| [Outro - Sho Baraka & J.R.] | |
| Clap, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| Step, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Tell her we can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Verse 1 Sho Baraka | |
| Yeah you stepped in, God healed my heartache | |
| And this is way past lust, no prom date | |
| And we can be a sweet aroma, strange | |
| And they can call us outcast, Andre | |
| Told my boys yeah catch me I' m fallin' | |
| You are on my team even when I ain' t ballin' | |
| You are patient with your boy in the worst case | |
| I was like 9 11, the worst date | |
| You been runnin' through my mind, first place | |
| Those other girls they weak like Thursday | |
| This is gentlemen' s music, boys to men | |
| I' m done with that player' s life, born again | |
| We' ll be joined in body and soul | |
| Heart and mind, money and time | |
| If she' s chocolate or vanilla or you' re buttersctoch cre me | |
| She the only one for you, she should make you wanna sing | |
| Chorus J. R. | |
| Girl you know you got my heart | |
| And you know I love you so much | |
| This is more than lust | |
| You and I can become us | |
| We' ve known each other for a while | |
| And I know you say we just friends, but | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Verse 2 Sho Baraka | |
| You got me feelin' like a 6th grader, that' s fo' sho' | |
| Do you wanna be my wife? Check yes or no | |
| It' s hard to stay pure in this dirty world | |
| Everybody wants them a little dirty girl | |
| They consult the pigs for a quick referral | |
| They lookin' for the shells when they have a pearl | |
| You can be Coretta, I can be your king | |
| We can get together, we can have a dream | |
| I could be the Rev, you could be Justine | |
| We can walk this way or we can run as a team | |
| And you ain' t gotta wonder in your mind | |
| God' s on our side, I see the ribbon in the sky | |
| Huh, now tell them jokers byebye | |
| You' ve found real love, Mary J. Blige | |
| If you know love is more than a ring | |
| Grab your lady by the hand, this' ll make you wanna sing | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3 Sho Baraka | |
| A lifelong fight, that' s what marriage is | |
| Make love, not war like a terrorist | |
| My playboy past is so embarrasin' | |
| But your love got me goin' crazy, call a therapist | |
| Yeah, girl you know it' s a problem when | |
| You got me feelin' lines from the Songs of Solomon | |
| Yeah, you got a classy appeal | |
| But you' re also so fine, I just gotta keep it real | |
| I know beauty is alive | |
| Peacocks may try, they don' t know you fly | |
| Yeah, now go ahead and touch the sky | |
| And bring my heart back when it' s time to swing by | |
| Outro Sho Baraka J. R. | |
| Clap, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| Step, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Tell her we can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Verse 1 Sho Baraka | |
| Yeah you stepped in, God healed my heartache | |
| And this is way past lust, no prom date | |
| And we can be a sweet aroma, strange | |
| And they can call us outcast, Andre | |
| Told my boys yeah catch me I' m fallin' | |
| You are on my team even when I ain' t ballin' | |
| You are patient with your boy in the worst case | |
| I was like 9 11, the worst date | |
| You been runnin' through my mind, first place | |
| Those other girls they weak like Thursday | |
| This is gentlemen' s music, boys to men | |
| I' m done with that player' s life, born again | |
| We' ll be joined in body and soul | |
| Heart and mind, money and time | |
| If she' s chocolate or vanilla or you' re buttersctoch crè me | |
| She the only one for you, she should make you wanna sing | |
| Chorus J. R. | |
| Girl you know you got my heart | |
| And you know I love you so much | |
| This is more than lust | |
| You and I can become us | |
| We' ve known each other for a while | |
| And I know you say we just friends, but | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Verse 2 Sho Baraka | |
| You got me feelin' like a 6th grader, that' s fo' sho' | |
| Do you wanna be my wife? Check yes or no | |
| It' s hard to stay pure in this dirty world | |
| Everybody wants them a little dirty girl | |
| They consult the pigs for a quick referral | |
| They lookin' for the shells when they have a pearl | |
| You can be Coretta, I can be your king | |
| We can get together, we can have a dream | |
| I could be the Rev, you could be Justine | |
| We can walk this way or we can run as a team | |
| And you ain' t gotta wonder in your mind | |
| God' s on our side, I see the ribbon in the sky | |
| Huh, now tell them jokers byebye | |
| You' ve found real love, Mary J. Blige | |
| If you know love is more than a ring | |
| Grab your lady by the hand, this' ll make you wanna sing | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3 Sho Baraka | |
| A lifelong fight, that' s what marriage is | |
| Make love, not war like a terrorist | |
| My playboy past is so embarrasin' | |
| But your love got me goin' crazy, call a therapist | |
| Yeah, girl you know it' s a problem when | |
| You got me feelin' lines from the Songs of Solomon | |
| Yeah, you got a classy appeal | |
| But you' re also so fine, I just gotta keep it real | |
| I know beauty is alive | |
| Peacocks may try, they don' t know you fly | |
| Yeah, now go ahead and touch the sky | |
| And bring my heart back when it' s time to swing by | |
| Outro Sho Baraka J. R. | |
| Clap, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| Step, you make a brother wanna sing | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Yeah, now look that lady in the eye | |
| Tell her we can be more, lady we can be more | |
| We can be more, lady we can be more |