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I want a man to bring home to my moma
got his game tight an there ain't no drama
no calls in the night from the 3rd baby moma
when the cheque comes no he ain't forgot that wallet...
rich man. poor man, hustler, whatever-
tought guys tough but he's far from clever
you don't gotta be the butler, just have manners
better put em on display or it ain't gone happen
i'm tellin ya i gotta have a gentleman
open up the doors and he holds my hand
i could have a thug but it ain't no match
cause a thug can't do what a gentleman can...
don't need your money
(don't need that)
i got mine
(cause i got that)
what i'm askin for won't cost you a dime
(save ya money for another chick)
can you give me what i like?
ain't no exception when it comes to ma guy...
call me by my name, don't call me babygirl
whos a girl? yo i thought i was ya lady
i need a man whos sophisticated-
read a magazine, but he reads me shakespeare
confidence mix with modesty
is the recipy when you wana step to me...
try to act hard and you won't get far
i need a lot more attention than you pay to your car
and i'm tellin you it ain't about commitment
just as long as you're handlin your business...
you don't gotta be a baller cause i prefer a boss
and a boss knows ladies come first!
i'm tellin ya i gotta have a gentleman
open up the doors and he holds my hand
i could have a thug but it ain't no match
cause a thug can't do what a gentleman can...
don't need your money
(don't need that)
i got mine
(cause i got that)
what i'm askin for won't cost you a dime
(save ya money for another chick)
can you give me what i like?
ain't no exception when it comes to ma guy...
