Greatest Love - Raheem DeVaughn

Like a back board I’ll hit it, baby don’t stop, get it, get it

Call me Michael Phelps, wait I’ll be swimming in it

She, she revving like a siren, louder than my radio

Light as a feather, hard as a rock

Our love was made to fill your heart

My width was made to fill that part of you

To climb aboard and straddle me

To taste and touch all of your anatomy

Chours:

Girl tonight, all of your expectations I’ll supersede

Girl tonight, I’m gonna give your body all the love therapy it needs

Girl tomorrow, you’re reflecting, recollecting, I’ll be on your mind

Girl, not to be cocky not to brag, but I’ll be the best you ever had

Welcome to love land!

I’ll be your lover, I’ll be your king

I’ll be your freaky, freak, baby and all your wet dreams

Just call me your love king in the bedroom of throne

And prepare for the greatest love, the best you’ve ever known

The best, greatest, the best, the best, best

Greatest, the best, best, the best

Greatest, the best, best, the best

Greatest, the best

My sex was made to sweat out your weave

To make your MAC, makeup, smear and run

You may say that I’m an architect

And call me Mister extra low the way I make it flow

Let me hydrate you from the sex

Chorus reprise:

Girl tonight, all of your expectations I’ll supersede

Girl tonight, I’m gonna give your body all the love therapy it needs

Girl tomorrow, you’re reflecting, recollecting, I’ll be on your mind

And I ain’t trying to boast or even brag, but I’m gone be the best you ever had

Welcome to love land!

I’ll be your lover, I’ll be your king

I’ll be your freaky, freak, baby and all your wet dreams

Just call me your love king in the bedroom of throne

And prepare for the greatest love, the best you’ve ever known

Vamp:

I ain’t boast or bragging my touches, my lovin'

My K-I-S-S-I-N-G, my huggin', the passion, the climax, my stamina

My foreplay, my big ole ego, my hang time, my round 2

And 3, 4, my night cap, my pillow talk and before I tuck you in

Like a back board I’ll hit it, baby don’t stop, get it, get it

Call me Michael Phelps, wait I’ll be swimming in it

She, she revving like a siren, louder than my radio

Light as a feather, hard as a rock

Welcome to love land!

I’ll be your lover, I’ll be your king

I’ll be your freaky, freak, baby and all your wet dreams

Just call me your love king in the bedroom of throne

And prepare for the greatest love, the best you’ve ever known