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(feat. Dana Jackson) [Dana Jackson] You make me feel like sunshine baby [x2] [Hook] When God made you, all my fantasies came true Through all the rain and pain, you stayed true Them hoes, you don't do what they do Pretty thing you a queen he made a lady, when God made you [Lil' O] When I was down who picked me up, through all my stress and strain Layed my head on her chest, and said confess your pain Wiped the tears from my eyes, when they fell like rain Then hugged me tight, and said life is like a test young mayn Pretty thing black queen, no other divine Angel sent from the heavens, sweet mother of mine Makes me wonder how this world, could take a mother of five And send her to the early death, when only love was her crime Got me yelling out, why cancer take her Lord But then I stopped, cause you taught us keep our faith in God But when I think how you suffered, damn it makes it hard At 39, you ain't 'pose to be in no graveyard Plus you worked so hard, for everything that you had Five kids from one man, never cheated on dad Letras de cancionesAnd even when times were bad, you always kept it hid Cause wasn't no sacrifice, too great for your kids see [Hook x2] [Lil' O] And lil' sis I reminisce, on the day you was born I picked you up in my arms, that's where I keep you from harm The only living thing I got, to remind me of mom So I'd die before I let you, fall victim to pourin' Or be a tramp, or a gold digger Be independent, don't be chasing after no nigga Cause if that playa really love you, he ain't gonna mind sharing his wealth And he'll respect you cause he know, that you can get it yourself And don't be fast with your ass, let him know that you a lady Don't be up in these streets, running round having babies And do your worthless boo'ing, always talk educated So they know you ain't no chickenhead, that's just overrated And know that only suckers, fall in love with hoes Be sexy but classy, keep on your clothes And these words from your bro, I thank God that you listen Cause you grew up to be a queen, when I see you ya glisten see [Hook x2] [Lil' O] I thank the Lord for you, after we made love last night Then I wrapped you in my arms, and I held you tight Then I thought about the times, I was living in hell Cause I couldn't hold you, cause I was locked up in jail But baby even in my cell, I had your face on the wall So the sun would always shine, even behind bars You made me realize, life is more than money and cars If I didn't have a penny, you'd still call me a star You make me wanna get my life right, starting tonight And you ain't gon be baby mama, I'ma make you my wife When the average girl would cheat, you refused to act shife And when I make it you gon have, the baddest things in life Now how I look with a chickenhead, with collars on fleece When I got a jazzy queen, with three college degrees When I put it on your finger, I'ma be on my knees Girl you beautiful intelligent, you all that I need see [Hook x2] When God made you, all my fantasies came true [x6] From Letras Mania