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Artist: Marques Houston
Album: Naked (2005)
Title: I Wasn't Ready

Lyrics I Wasn't Ready

I, I, I ... I wasnt ready
I, I, I ... I wasnt ready
I, I, I ... I wasnt ready
I, I, I ... I wasnt ready

When you talked about our future
You would nod ya head and smile
But I didnt understand it
I was living in denial
I couldn’t see tha picture
But now I see it clearer
Cause I was so young
And now that I could get cha
I wanted to be wit cha
What have I become

(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
This is game that I’ve playin’ ‘cause (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
I never gave you my all when I had your trust (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
But I put this on everything that I love
One more chance so we could make up
Wish it coulda worked back then
But the truth is I wasn’t ready (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)

Momma told me bout excuses
She'd say that there’s no use to say
Watchu would have done but did it
I had to learn the hard way
Now that it’s over
I wanted to jus’ hold you
But I know I can’t
I’m tryna be a soldier
I wanna do it over
Give me one more chance (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)

(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
This is game that I’ve playin’ ‘cause (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
I never gave you my all when I had your trust (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
But I put this on everything that I love
One more chance so we could make up
Wish it coulda worked back then
But the truth is I wasn’t ready (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)

Can I get a re-do baby
Cause you know I need you baby
And now I’m ready for your love, your love
I jus wanna see you baby
Jus wanna smell and breathe you baby (you’re so beautiful mami)
Cause I hate what we’ve become (yeah)
I wasn’t ready for your love

Yo I waited I contemplated and then I did it
There was room for relationship but pretty had to hit it
We like hand in glove, a head to a Yankee fitted
Game is responsibily; it’s all how you spit it (betta yet live it)
Cause karma is a true adventure
Sorta like a nigga or king and all his splender
Remember love can be as cold as December
Unless it’s in its truest form I could never end ya
Can break or make you, see my vision cuz I know eventually
You’ll see it by the way I’m livin (this is a given)
I’m givin’ you my heart I’m givin’ you my soul I’m givin’ you my gold
I’m sorry for the dirt that I did
Sneakin’ broads in and out tha crib
Tha double life I lived
They say a dude sells dreams
But a man makes dreams come true
Mami I changed all for the love of you

(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
This is game that I’ve playin’ ‘cause (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
I never gave you my all when I had your trust (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
But I put this on everything that I love
One more chance so we could make up
Wish it coulda worked back then
But the truth is I wasn’t ready (I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)

(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)
(I, I ... I wasn’t ready)

Wish it coulda worked back then, damn ...


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