[Chorus]

I got bitches on the side but she still committed though

(Committed though, committed though)

And I do salute your style that it's commendable

(Commendable, so commendable)

Put another a 45 on the stereo

(45 on the stereo)

And ima sing to you like Phontigallo

Women love Tigallo (4x)

[Verse 1]

It reminds me of the first night we met she said

You was pretty drunk might forget she said

Who would know the future like a gypsy read

Our palms that night and we’d still be tight like

Like a metaphor can’t explain this

In a better world I would change this

But she said I ain't tryna change you

You got your thang and I got my thang too

You ain't the only light skin nigga with tattoos

That knows how to treat a lady

Open doors pull out seats and maybe

Occasional flowers like common daisies

Roses red, violets blue

The grass greener in my point of view

But you can’t see the forest for the trees

That i’ve fallen for you like the autumn leaves

All dem leave I come back to you

Seasons change but the fact that you

Forecast that it won't last

Like old farmers almanac a do

We go back and forth like tennis courts

But the point still remains love

Got us here sipping red wine, cabernet thats the red kind

Hour half passed bed time, giving me them go head sign

Phonte and that foreign exchange

Giving us life like fed time

She got up to do morning yoga

I hop up and just grab the Folgers

She held out I just grabbed the sofa

I hope this don’t mean the records over

[Chorus]

I got bitches on the side but she still committed though

(Committed though, committed though)

And I do salute your style that it's commendable

(Commendable, so commendable)

Put another a 45 on the stereo

(45 on the stereo)

And ima sing to you like Phontigallo

Women love Tigallo (4x)