Don’t You Have a Man

Don't you have a man? (Don't you got a man?)

Why are you trying to be my girl?

I can't believe it

Don't you have a man? (Don't you GOT a man?)

It's alllll-right with me, my girl

We can do anything






Why you over there lookin at me

While your man standing right beside ya?

The temporary happiness he might provide ya

But you know and I know, that nobody gon do ya like me

Tryna save you like a goalie in line of sight

I know that I feel her, but slowly I'm kinda like

"I don't really wanna hit this girl"

And so she want this chap's stick like Napoleon Dynamite

Well, I'mma give it to you, honeybunches

You feel it all under ya ribs like some tummy crunches

All my other girls all up on that subtle shit

They don't wanna cut it, they want a rapper to cuddle with

Consequences keep weighin me down

So whenever she thinks I'm serious, I'm playin around

It gets deeper and cold-ER, the funny thing is

I'm writin this in my head and she asleep on my shoulder like...






Don't you have a man? (Don't you got a man?)

Why are you trying to be my girl?

I can't believe it

Don't you have a man? (Don't you GOT a man?)

It's alllll-right with me, my girl

We can do anything






Look...we had a lil' thing, a wintertime fling

You some getback for your man mistreat thing

But that was then, you know some hush-hush

I ain't never really see a future in us

Plus your man still there, let's be fair

You'll do the same things to me

My feelings never did go past, some late night smash

I'on't wanna take the place of he!

Late night's 85 South on my way to the crib

And somebody got a song for me

I already know what you about, cause I been the other man

And you not gonna trap me witcha silly lil plan

It's my bad, shoulda chose a wo-man

But I'm in the mix with this lil' girl playin

I'm sayin, you need to do what you do

I'm not tryna take it any further with you, c'mon






Don't you have a man? (Don't you got a man?)

Why are you trying to be my girl?

I can't believe it

Don't you have a man? (Don't you GOT a man?)

It's alllll-right with me, my girl

We can do anything






Uh...uh...I met her at the bar sippin on Patron

And now it's been three years off and on

Cause the same page, we are rarely off and on

Cause when I'm in, she out, and when she in, I'm gone (c'mon)

We lost contact like Bausch & Lomb

But regained it while she was buildin her house a home

Wit this new cat, sayin that he doin her right

It just proves that, she don't know what to do wit her life

Cause if so, she wouldn't have to change her strategy

And wouldn't need me to recharge her batteries

One minute she mad at me, next minute it's all good

And I'm in her body like Gray's Anatomy

I don't understand why God sent me to you

And I cain't try to justify that foul shit we do (uh)

All I know is that each time I'm stickin you

I think to myself, "Damn, if only her nigga knew", but...






Don't you have a man? (Don't you got a man?)

Why are you trying to be my girl?

I can't believe it

Don't you have a man? (Don't you GOT a man?)

It's alllll-right with me, my girl

We can do anything