Thank God I Found You (Make It Last Remix) (Feat. Joe & Nas)

Klueminatti MC to the J-O-E Nastradamus remix For the world Make it real, baby Uh, Desert Storm, baby Uh, check it This for you Let's show the world you're my golden girl, when we shoppin' They see us on the streets, they say, "Son, scooped a hot one" You taste like banana cake, you shaped like the number eight And you my number one candidate I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial Sweatin' knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo I get the chills when you in my sight Feels like it's meant to be right I feel a rush when I kiss you at night, uh Shorty knows she my baby girl and Players haters try hard to get her But she'll be lounging in my cradle tonight, uh-huh Typically I wouldn't say this But you see your love has got me faded No girl ever made me feel like you do, ow Oh...I'mma be here night after night to Feel your lovin' arms around me, baby Baby, baby, baby, you make it all right No one but you, baby, can make me feel The way you make me, make me, make me feel, whoa... Whoa...oh...oh... Make it last Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... Don't our let our love end Oh...don't you let it end Make it last forever and ever Thank God I found you Your touch is wonderful {So wonderful} Your love is so marvelous Joy, that's what I feel When I'm with you, yeah Nothing, no one (No one, boy) Could compare to what we have (Oh, no, baby) Love, it feels so good I'm so glad you're mine Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh... Make it last forever Ooh...ooh...ooh... Don't let our love end (No, no, no, no, no, no) Make it last forever and ever Thank God I found you What, a thug's dream wife, jeans tight, beautiful skin Matchin' brown Timbs, hot as jalapenos She knows how to hide the ninos The rap Rudolph Valentino And Beef become the black Al Pacino Relax, sweetie, in Benz you could watch the TV Or lay back and pump Mariah's hot CD And I'mma touch you in the wrong places Or we could walk through the park in bubble northfaces, I'm lost in your love Thank God I found you, you my crown jewel I'm sayin', Boo, the type I'd give my last name to At Lovers Lane put the top up When it start to rain in the parkin' lot Then we finish doin' our thing Fog the windows gettin' very sentimental Sippin' Cosmos with the cherry in the middle I keep it honest, word to real, that's my promise Signin' off, truly yours, Nastradamus Thank God I found you I was so lost without you My every wish and every dream Somehow became reality