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 all-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 weighing 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 all-right with me, my girl We can do anything Look, we had a lil' thing, a wintertime fling You some get back 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 all-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", what? 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 all-right with me, my girl We can do anything