Yeah....
At the bar when this six foot star came walking my way
He said shorty your looking kinda bored, do you mind if I stay?
My best friend said you gotta talk
'cause i think he plays for Atlanta Hawks
but I can't play, maybe someday
But right now I'm ok
[Chorus]
I gotta man
(What's that gotta do with me?)
I gotta man
(I'm not tryin' to hit that, see)
I gotta man and he may not be a baller but he's so good to me
He's around pick up everytime i call him
And he makes me so happy....so happy
See there's this guy from New York that I
know want to be with me
Got it all, plenty ends plenty friends from a house in Miami
Takes lots of trips wanting me to go
But then one day i had to let him go
It sounds good and that's a real sweet
But my mans all i need
(Repeat Chorus)
He's all that i need all i want
He's perfect for me that what's up
can't nobody do it betterr
No worries,and I'm happy
[repeat]
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