Black Tame

I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 Uh, what else did you expect me to do?
 Something special in them jeans, they be stretchin' the truth
 She put a pep in her step, the Pepè Le Pews
 And had the reverend sweatin'
 Half the choir lept from the pew, oof (ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
 Uh, if you bring her home to momma bet she'll never approve
 Plus she love to ask about the one who you've been exclusive with
 Cross her, that could be the nail in your crucifix
 I hear the tick-tock and now I'm tryna lock her down
 Your homies sayin' don't commit, nigga shop around
 Birds flock around, we flirt a bit
 But soon as I find time for us to kick it, then I'm Charlie Brown
 Uh, and what's the cause of it?
 If it's a fatal attraction, what's the laws of it?
 I really need the attention, give me all of it
 I flick it up for the freaks, I bet they all love it, yeah
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I used to say when I get older I'll have all the hoes
 But my momma raised me right so I don't call them hoes
 I mean I call 'em but it's just on some platonic shit
 At least until the chronic lit, gin and tonic mix
 You ain't the man unless you got a chick for every occasion
 Milkshake from McDonald's thick, skinny and basic
 And subtractin' an ex never in the equation
 No better than cavemen, have me trippin' tryna step up temptations
 But I can have two left feet and no rhythm
 If she did give vasectomy, it's no kiddin'
 Could tell it in her eyes, need umbrellas for her cries
 She been tellin' little lies the size of Nicole Kidman
 And I have to do whatever for that woo-woo-woo
 They boo-hooin' while I boo-hoo you
 Need somethin' new, yeah, need somethin' new
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 I really wanna be your lover
 But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
 Found a fast track for paper, she made of plastic
 Now a hourglass, her shape lookin' elastic
 Not a hour passed without the shouts and harassment
 Got a lotta followers hollerin' for a pic or
 At least an at to acknowledge them, uh
 Teach a college course on the collagen, got endorsements and sponsors
 And they promisin' a bag at the doorstep for the promo
 It's like a big ol' Rihanna forehead is her logo
 But so goes the saga, if she can make more than her momma
 While walkin' in them clunky Balenciagas, who am I to judge it?
 Uh, these rappers trickin' 'til they out of budget
 Just to get attention when they out in public
 This what it come with, how you love it?
 How you love anyone in particular when they comin' in hunnids?
 We was raised to be the hunters
 And providers for our mothers if our fathers didn't love us
 Our sisters who get the brunt of it
 Run through bitches just for the fun of it, uh
 Yeah, at what point you had enough of it?
 Settle down, you know, the husband bit? Ay, yeah
 This the culture I was accustomed with
 We tried adjustin' but we couldn't get the cuffs to fit
 And she be quick to fisticuffs when we discussin' it
 Keep it a stack with you, brick by brick, we'll build the trust again
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 "Now tell me", she said, "You-you-you have a rich man's family"
 And she said, "You got the boy first and the girl second"
 "Make money, that boy can carry on the family name"
 And then what was so amazing
 That my son had a son and my daughter had a daughter