Lyrics




Yo sweetie, you're looking kinda pretty
What's a girl like you doing in this rough city?
I'm just here trying to hold my own ground
Yeah, I think-a like-a that sound
What you say we get to know each other better?
That sounds good but I don't think that I can let ya
I don't know, tell me, is it so?
Do you get a kick out of telling brothers no?
No, it's not that, see you don't understand
How should I put it? I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I told ya, I'm not tryin' to hear the scene
I'm not one of those girls that goes rippin' around
I'm not a dumb baby, just don't play me like a clown
I admit, I like how you're kicking
Now you're talking baby, that's the ticket
Now don't get excited and chop your own hand
I already told ya, I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not tryin' to hear the scene
I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hear the
Now you can persist and play Don Juan to me
But ain't nothing's gonna change
Yeah baby, sho' you're right
I'm a break it down to do whatever I got to do
Tell you now I got eyes for you
You got eyes but they're not for me
You better use them for what they're for and that's to see
You know what's the problem, you're always to learn it
I'm a big daddy long stroke and your man's Pee Wee Herman
I got a question to ask of you
Are you a chef 'cause you keep feeding me soup?
You know what they say about those who sweat theyself
You might find yourself by yourself
Well I'm not waiting 'cause I'm no waiter
So when I blow up don't try to kick it to me later
All them girls must gotcha gas
When they see a good thing they don't let it pass
That's okay, you see if that's their plan
As for me, I already got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hear the scene
I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hear the
What am I some crabby mate
That just came off the trail sweating you for a date
I don't want no beef, I just want to get together
Now you're talking, shh, whatever
We can't have nothing, it all depends
If we can't be lovers then we can't be friends
Well then I guess it's nothing
Well hey, I think you're bluffing
I'm gonna call my man
Well I can get a ragamuffin
You better get your flag but remember I'm the crab in it
You know my style, tomorrow I'm not having it
All I remember is excuse me miss
You can't get a girl like me with a line like this
Well look, I'll treat you good
My man treats me better
I talk sweet on the phone
My man writes love letters
I'll tell you that I want you, I'll tell you that I care
My man says the same except he's sincere
I'm clean cut and dapper, that's what I'm about
My man buys me things and he takes me out
You can keep your man 'cause I don't go that route
Don't you know you have to respect me
There's a lot of girls out there who won't say no
You out for money with your DJ money?
Ooh, boom batter, my pockets getting fatter
I wanna turn you on and excite ya
Let me know the spot on your body and I'll bite ya
So when your man don't treat you like he used to
I'll kick in like a turbo booster
You want loving, you don't have to ask when
Your man's a headache, I'll be your aspirin
All confusion, you know I'll solve 'em
I got a man
You got a what?
How long you had that problem?
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hear the scene
I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hear it
I got a man
Yo baby, can we sit down and resolve this
I got a man
I told you I'll treat you right
I got a man
Come on now, ain't no huge in front
I'm not having it
Come on miss, are we back on that again?
Uh, I'm not trying to hear the scene
I got a man
But your man ain't me
Uh, uh, I got a man
You got a what?
Uh, uh, I got a man
You got a what?




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