Man At Home

Boy, stop playin'
You ain't even really like me
But you talkin' all that big dog shit?
So we gon' see what you talkin' 'bout

Yeah I got a man, but niggas ain't shit
Right now I'm down to cheat, I need some new dick
Fucking with these hoes, used to make a bitch sick
Now I call my side nigga for a quicky in the whip
He gon' get a bitch right every single time
He got a big dick, plus his ass hella fine
But I don't love the nigga, cause I know he ain't mine
I've been thinking 'bout he been all on my mind
Might fall in love with me, I ain't gon' fall in love with you
Askin' these n****s, they gon' tell you that I'm bool
I just keep it real, man, I gotta tell thе truth
Whole time, that's my wu,

You know I got a man at home
Playin' on my phonе, boy, you know you dead wrong
I should never fuck them good
Got him chunkin' up my hood
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Boy, what's wrong with you? (You trippin')
I just wanna be alone with you (that's pimpin')
And he know I got a man, but he don't give a fuck
That's why I fuck with him (we just kickin')
I said what you wanna do? We gotta keep it cool
'Cause my baby-dad'll pop you
And nigga, I don't like groupies
If you tell people we fuckin', I'm a say it ain't true
First off, I'm a player, gotta keep the shit real
I ain't looking for relationships, I ain't got time to chill
On my own, look at your phone, with my nigga, fuck up
Fucking with a gangsta bitch, I'll leave a nigga stuck
I put the pussy on him, now he can't leave me alone
Trippin' 'bout my baby daddy, boy, you damn wrong
Three o'clock in the morning, playing on a bitch phone
I told you what it was from the jump, boy, I'm grown
Slut him out, make him eat my coochie, then I'm gone
Play your part, 'cause whole time yo' bitch waitin' back home
But that's my favorite hustler, so I'm a still take that bone
He the one that make me wanna sing this song

You know I got a man at home
Playin' on my phone, boy, you know you dead wrong
I should never fuck them good
Got him chunkin' up my hood