Best Thing

[Ver:]
I mean Usher is this what it come to, man?
This how we gon' do it? I mean even grass grow baby
You know seeds become plants, boys become men
What we gon' do? Let's lead the way.

Wrapped around all girls like Pashminas
What's my demeanor?
The grass is always greener on the other side
Then think about, can't give a ring up
I couldn't give a ***, how could I give a finger.

Let alone half bath and closets
So claustrophobic, in fear of close objects
Now it's sort of like two car garages
It's like two broads menagin'
You're the best mama.

1. Is there any chance that you remember me
Being any more than just a horrible man?
And would you consider pullin' this trigger
And taking a second shot at romance?

Oh baby I want the days when you were my girl
And I was your man
Know I took you for granted but it wasn't 'til now
I see how much I miss you..

Girl, I'm sorry that I ran the streets acting like a damn fool
But for once here goes the truth.

I can't be fake, I can't be phony
Acting all hard, that's for homies, that's lonely
I tried to flex but I confess that when you left.

[Chorus:]
You took the very best thing
The best thing that ever happened to me
You took my best thing, the best thing that I ever seen
You took the best thing, the best thing that I ever had
And now all I feel is stress
'Cause when you left you took the very best.

2. Remember Mimi or Vita, remember Isha or Eva
I ain't got ‘em no more, hey, as for Naomi or Jenny
Got the same outcome as Gillette
Girl, I let ‘em all go.

Ooh, no more trickin' and kissin' miscellaneous chicks
Acting like a jerk, woman I been to church
And I've talked to the bishop and he wanted me
To share this with ya, how much I miss you.

I'm so sorry that I ran the streets acting like a damn fool
But for once here goes the truth.

I can't be fake, I can't be phony
Acting all hard, that's for homies, that's lonely
I tried to flex but I confess that when you left.

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3. Mama tried to tell me Hobie Hob just slow it down
You gon' lose your best thing if you keep gettin' ‘round
Like partner need a partner, when you're old I'll hold you down
Ma, forever young, was forever none.

Sorry Stacy, sorry Tanya, Millie-Ann and all of them
All of them was flirting time, it wasn't you, it was him
School me once, school me twice, three times, I was dumb
Now it's so plain to see to me, I got the one
You're the best mama.

I can't be fake, I can't be phony
Acting all hard that's for homies that's lonely
I tried to flex but I confess that when you left.