Letras:
Houston Whitney Just Whitney

: Ah, ah, ah Things just ain't the way that they used to be Back in the day when a man meant security He'd be working hard all week Baby kick back and

: Oh baby oh baby yeah yeah yeah Such a pleasure loving you It's all mine I feel better knowing you Ooh you've got me thinking It's better to give and

: (feat. Bobby Brown) My love Some girl just wanna spend guys money Live their lives chasing the milk or honey Silver lives are their fantasy But you

: I'm writing you a Dear John letter I tried to stay but it never got better I couldn't tell you face to face but I, I had to let you know Sometimes

: So many nights I sit by my window Waiting for someone to sing me his song So many dreams I kept deep inside me Alone in the dark but now You've come

: P. Diddy: You ready. It's time for you to speak up Bad Boy Baby Whitney Houston As we procede Whitney: Well, well, well, well Hey Whoooo Chorus:

prayin' that This time it will be different That you and I can share this dream that I visualize... (Chorus) Tell me are you really ready for love, boy Or is it just

' in your car An' you might just see the stars And it's warm outside and beautiful, oh yeah Tonight, it's all about me Just wanna set my body free Never mind the TV Tonight, I'll just

what I should do On the fire place with the mailman Should I tell you or should I hold it in If my heart wasn't in it baby you could just forget it