Whatta Man (luvbug Remix 1) Lyrics

Whatta Man (luvbug Remix 1) lyrics

Oh

 All right  come on  y'all

 Oooo  uh

 Yeah  talk to me (yeah)

 Oooo

 

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 What a man  what a man  what a man

 What a mighty good man

 What a man  what a man  what a man

 What a mighty good man

 What a man  what a man  what a man

 What a mighty good man

 What a man  what a man  what a man

 What a mighty good man

 

 Yeah  well that's true so I'm a have to  like  speak on it

 And let my brother Herb drop some well-deserved beats on it

 Then I float like a boat on a lazy river

 Hey, yo, this one goes out to my nigger

 My man, my number one fan, my baby

 I know we can make it, and I don't mean maybe

 I know you wish that you could be in my shoes

 Believe me when I tell ya that I had to pay my dues

 To get to this position, did I forget to mention

 The pain? The hurt? The lies? The aggrevation

 I went through before I hit the jackpot?

 I dated assholes, perverts, and wannabe hard rocks

 It wasn't always in a bed of roses I slept in

 But in a bed of nails when I felt I got wrecked in

 So here's to ya, may we live long and prosper

 I love ya more than Italians do pasta

 More than a dred loves a head full of locks

 More than I love hip-hop (Mmmm, not!)

 

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 My man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass

 A body like Arnold with a Denzel face

 He's smart like a doctor with a real good rep

 And when he comes home he's relaxed with Pep

 He always got a gift for me everytime I see him

 A lot of snot-nosed ex-flames couldn't be him

 He never ran a corny line once to me yet

 So I give him stuff that he'll never forget

 He keeps me on Cloud Nine just like the Temps

 He's not a fake wannabe tryin' to be a pimp

 He dresses like a dapper don, but even in jeans

 He's a God-sent original, the man of my dreams

 

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 Check me out

 Big Twan Lov-Her, six-two and a half

 The one that makes you laugh and spends some lovely cash

 I got the honeys screamin' "What a man!"

 Cuz I'm splittin' your Oreo, eatin' the cream, it's the Punanee Man

 Well, like I really ain't got nothin' to say

 But let me break it down to you anyway

 You heard I'm shy so stop it, you're makin' me blush even, baby

 A nigger knows how to love his lady

 

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 I got a fly man, he's a ragamuff roughneck

 Bigger, bigger, my man gets respect

 He's a goddamn man in every sense of the word

 Act like ya know and forget what ya heard

 Brings a fat check to me home each week

 A brother from the hood but suckas go to sleep

 And intelligent, too, and his mind's profound

 Sometimes he gets rude, but he will break it down

 Down to the bone, that's how we like to do it

 Nice and slow and he won't run right through it

 My daddy-o just how I like it

 Smack it up, lick it, but baby don't bite it

 I loves my man, uh-huh, word is bond

 He keeps it on until the break of dawn

 

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