you just don’t realize how much i love you

If only you\’d knew, only you know
If only you\’d knew, only you know, yeah If only you\’d knew, only you know If only you\’d knew, only you know, yeah Then, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout my niggas Now say, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout these bitches, now You don\’t know, you don\’t know Baby, you don\’t know, you don\’t know What\’s it gonna take for you to know you\’re the only one that I want around? What\’s it gonna take for you to know I know you\’re the only one that holds me down? Girl, you don\’t know that I know, you should know (you should know) Girl, you don\’t know, you don\’t know, you don\’t know Then, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout my niggas Now say, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout these bitches, now You don\’t know, you don\’t know Baby, you don\’t know, you don\’t know Is it love or lust?

I can\’t say though Why these snakes be on my mind? Why do lepradon see all these dadoes? Look, let me paint the story I don\’t play with toys Don\’t need no cellmate, on cellular phone That mean don\’t call me, don\’t be all up on me Don\’t grab me in public, but ride me in private I discovered is love. Then, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout my niggas Now say, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout these bitches, now You don\’t know, you don\’t know Baby, you don\’t know, you don\’t know I don\’t need a starting five now, Do it to me every night oh, You don\’t know, you don\’t know, you don\’t know Ain\’t no way I\’m gonna never let you go.

If only you knew how much I do love you, oh I love you, I wanna love you, oh I love you Then, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout my niggas Now say, you wouldn\’t be trippin\’ bout these bitches, now You don\’t know, you don\’t know Baby, you don\’t know you don\’t know The seed for GUESS HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU was planted during a conversation between Sam McBratney and his editor.

Sam explains how it all began. One day, my editor at Walker Books in London said, Why don t you write a picture book, Sam? I said, Do I not need to know an illustrator, Caroline? No. Wouldn t I have to work with an illustrator? You know, match text with drawing sort of thing. She shook her head. I said, You mean, you want me to send you. a page? Sam, said Caroline, we have illustrators who can render in exquisite detail whatever your imagination can dream up. What we don t have are people who can write a powerful story using hardly any words at all.

It looks as though it should be easy, Sam, but it s not easy. What she was saying was what I later came to believe: it s as difficult to write a fine picture book, one that stands out from the crowd, as it is to write a fine novel. I took up the challenge and the result was GUESS HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU, published in 1994. About 400 words. And Caroline was right, it wasn t easy – it was a new experience over six months to have every word fighting for its existence in the finished text. But that s another story, a different story.

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