On behalf of Blue House Soul, Id like to welcome yall once again.
This ya boy E-Ro, sit back and enjoy yourself,
Chorus
Well I guess Im just caught up in the newness,
Cuz truth be told I think she is the one
Even though I know, its just the newness
Its just the newness, Its just
Verse 1
Dont know what tomorrow holds (holds)
But I hope shes holdin on
From this point on yeah,
Ever since she signed onboard,
We been goin hard (so hard)
Til like 8:45 (A.M.)
Now Im at my 9 to 5 (asleep)
But never feelin so alive yeah
I guess you can blame my brand new friend
(Since she entered in)
I been holdin her more than my pen (and you know thats a lie)
First time I ever got writers block
Ok, maybe not cuz when we part the pen just wont stop, Noo
Chorus
Well I guess Im just caught up in the newness,
Cuz truth be told I think she is the one
Even though I know, its just the newness
Its just the newness, Its just
Verse 2
We act like were still nineteen (Ohh)
And every time we kiss,
Its like a movie scene yeah, or from that Love Jones flick,
You play Nia Long (thats you)
I play Lorenz Tate (thats me)
You come downstairs with them legs (good Lord)
Im making cheese omlets girl
Ok I digress, Im just havin fun
Serious love is so overdone yeah lets pick it up
If its fresh like the lotion that she just rubbed on
I can smell it on my pillow when shes gone (yeah)
I be layin there like man come on,
When you comin back girl?
Chorus
Well I guess Im just caught up in the newness,
Cuz truth be told I think she is the one
Even though I know, its just the newness
Its just the newness, Its just
Verse 3
Do you remember the first time you heard a hip hop song? (yeah)
Or the first time you spent all night talkin on the phone? (yeah)
Remember how that felt, when yall kissed for the first time
When you wrote your first rhyme, member how that feels?
Rap:
Well its called the newness, but you already knew this
Dont hear me rhyme but I just had dilute this
Man its the lovin, she sittin at the oven,
Makin me some waffles, she tryin to get the title
More than likely, shell probably be wifey
If she gotta have it & hell, Im Spike Lee
And Im there nightly Im her midnight marauder
Matter of fact got a text, just said to call her
If I had the money man I would just spoil her
So I give her kisses and, treat her like the missus man
Take her out on the night town do the runnin man
Kid n play, do the wop, til all the music stop
Go off to IHOP, talk in the parking lot
Oh here come the cops tellin us to scram
Damn, I just grab her hand, lets go
Here we go, DMC and this litte fan
And the bands in the van, we on the road again
And oh man I was bout to finish up the story
Chick got me more whipped than Denzel in Glory
Brett called me up like Yo, yo girl is on Maury (huh?)
Guess its poor me, guess its poor me
Guess its poor me, til the newness comes