Lyric I Got A Man
["Man I can t fuckin believe this
How can the same the shit happen to the same guy twice?" B. Willis DH2]
Verse One:
Aiyyo sweetie you re lookin kinda pretty
What s a girl like you doin in this rough city
I m just here tryin to hold my own ground
Yeah I think I like how that sound
What you say we gets 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 tellin 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 that see
I m not one of those girls that go rippin around
I m not a dog baby, so don t play me like a clown
I ll admit, I like how you kick it
Now you re talkin baby, dats da ticket
Now don t get excited and chuck your own in
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 that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
Now you can persist to play Don Juan all day
But ain t nothin gonna change
Yeah baby, sure you re right
I ma break it down and do whatever I gots to do
I tell you know, I got eyes for you
You got eyes, but they not for me
You better use them for what they for and that s to see
You know what s the problem, ya not used to learnin
I m Big Daddy Longstroke, and your man s Pee Wee Herman
I got a question to ask you troop
Are you a chef, cause you keep feedin me soup
You know what they say about those who sweat thyself
You might find yourself, by yourself
I m not waitin because I m no waiter
So when I blow up, don t try to kick it to me later
All them girls must got you gassed
A-when they see a good thing they don t let it pass
Well that s OK, cause see if that s their plan
Cause for me, I already got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
What am I, some crab inmate
that just came home from jail sweatin you for a date?
I don t want no beef, I just wants to get together
But how you talkin, pssssh, whatevah!
We can t have nothin
It all depends
Well if we can t be lovers than we can t be friends
Well then I guess it s nothing
Well hey I think you re bluffing
Well I ma call my man
Well I can get raggamuffin
Ya better catch a flashback remember I m not crabbin it
You know my style, from I m Not Havin It
All I remember s an excuse me miss
You can t get a guy 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, and tell you that I care
My man says the same except he s sincere
Well I m clean cut and dapper, that s what I m about
My man buys me things and he takes me out
Well you can keep your man, cause I don t go that route
Don t you know yu haffa respeck me
There s a lot of girls out there who won t say no
You re out for mami with your DJ Money
Boom batter my pockets is gettin fatter
I wanna turn you on and excite you
Let me know the spot on your body and I bite you
So when your man don t treat you like he used to
I kick in like a turbo booster
You want lovin 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 tryin to hear that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
I got a man
Aiyyo baby put the dial numbers or your address
I got a man
I told ya I treat you right
I got a man
Aww c mon now ain t no future in frontin
I m not havin it
C mon Miss, oh we back on that again
Uhh, I m not tryin to hear that see
I got a man
But your man ain t me
Uhh, uhh, I got a man
You got a WHAT?
Uhh, uhh, uhh, I got a man
You got a WHAT?
How can the same the shit happen to the same guy twice?" B. Willis DH2]
Verse One:
Aiyyo sweetie you re lookin kinda pretty
What s a girl like you doin in this rough city
I m just here tryin to hold my own ground
Yeah I think I like how that sound
What you say we gets 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 tellin 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 that see
I m not one of those girls that go rippin around
I m not a dog baby, so don t play me like a clown
I ll admit, I like how you kick it
Now you re talkin baby, dats da ticket
Now don t get excited and chuck your own in
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 that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
Now you can persist to play Don Juan all day
But ain t nothin gonna change
Yeah baby, sure you re right
I ma break it down and do whatever I gots to do
I tell you know, I got eyes for you
You got eyes, but they not for me
You better use them for what they for and that s to see
You know what s the problem, ya not used to learnin
I m Big Daddy Longstroke, and your man s Pee Wee Herman
I got a question to ask you troop
Are you a chef, cause you keep feedin me soup
You know what they say about those who sweat thyself
You might find yourself, by yourself
I m not waitin because I m no waiter
So when I blow up, don t try to kick it to me later
All them girls must got you gassed
A-when they see a good thing they don t let it pass
Well that s OK, cause see if that s their plan
Cause for me, I already got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
What am I, some crab inmate
that just came home from jail sweatin you for a date?
I don t want no beef, I just wants to get together
But how you talkin, pssssh, whatevah!
We can t have nothin
It all depends
Well if we can t be lovers than we can t be friends
Well then I guess it s nothing
Well hey I think you re bluffing
Well I ma call my man
Well I can get raggamuffin
Ya better catch a flashback remember I m not crabbin it
You know my style, from I m Not Havin It
All I remember s an excuse me miss
You can t get a guy 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, and tell you that I care
My man says the same except he s sincere
Well I m clean cut and dapper, that s what I m about
My man buys me things and he takes me out
Well you can keep your man, cause I don t go that route
Don t you know yu haffa respeck me
There s a lot of girls out there who won t say no
You re out for mami with your DJ Money
Boom batter my pockets is gettin fatter
I wanna turn you on and excite you
Let me know the spot on your body and I bite you
So when your man don t treat you like he used to
I kick in like a turbo booster
You want lovin 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 tryin to hear that see
I got a man
What s your man got to do with me?
I got a man
I m not tryin to hear that
I got a man
Aiyyo baby put the dial numbers or your address
I got a man
I told ya I treat you right
I got a man
Aww c mon now ain t no future in frontin
I m not havin it
C mon Miss, oh we back on that again
Uhh, I m not tryin to hear that see
I got a man
But your man ain t me
Uhh, uhh, I got a man
You got a WHAT?
Uhh, uhh, uhh, I got a man
You got a WHAT?
