Da,
da, da
Girls, girls, girls, girl
Da, da, da
Girls, girls, girls, girl
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, Brown
Yeah, I think I like 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,
so you don't understand How should I put it?
I got a man
What's your man gotta do with me?
I told ya
I'm not trying to hear her sing I'm not
one of those girls that goes zipping
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 a ticket Now don't get excited and chop your own hand
I already told ya,
I got a man What's your man gotta do with me?
I got a man I'm not trying to hear her sing
I got a man What's your man gotta do with me?
I got a man I'm not trying to hear her
Now you can persist and say,
don't want to meet me But ain't nothing's gonna change
Yeah baby,
show ya right I'm a break it down to do whatever I got to do
Tell you now,
I got a heart 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 honest 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
They sell,
you might find yourself by yourself Well I'm
not waiting cause I'm nowhere So when I blow up,
don't try to kick it to me later
All them girls must got ya gas When they see a good thing,
they don't let it pass That's okay,
you see if that's their plan
Cause for me,
I already got a man What's your man gotta do with me?
I got a man I'm not trying to hear her sing I got a man
What's your man gotta do with me?
I got a man I'm not trying to hear her
What am I some crab inmate that just came
home from jail sweating you for a date?
I don't want no beef,
I just want to get together Now you 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 none of this
Well hey,
I think you're bluffing I'm gonna call my man
Well I can get a rack of muffins You better catch a flash,
but remember I'm not crabbing it
You know my style,
tomorrow I'm not a-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 tell you that I want you,
I tell you that
I care My man says the same except he's sincere
I'm clean,
cussing,
devil-exing 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 offer money with your DJ money?
Boom,
batter my pockets,
getting fatter I want to turn you on and excite you
Let me know the spot on your body and I'll bite you
So when your man don't treat you like he
used to I kick him like a turbo booster
You want love and you don't have to ask when Your man's a headache,
I'll be your ass friend
All confusion, you know I'll solve them
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 hit the scene I got a man
What's your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I'm not trying to hit it I got a man
I told you I'd treat you right
I'm not having it
Come on miss, I'll be back on that again
I'm not trying to hit the scene
I got a man
But your man ain't me
I got a man
You got a what?
I got a man
You got a what?