| My name is Fantasia Barrino
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| And what I can give you
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| Is Fantasia Barrino
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| Holla at ya girl
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| Wooh!
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| Wake up in the morning with my man next to me Up all night like we on that extacy
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| Mix with that hennessy
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| He got the remedy, yeah my nigga into me Can’t say ya simply we Take a quick shower for the hour conversation
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| Time to have relations
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| Love making in the basement
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| Smack it for the pressure (ooooohhhh yeah)
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| One minute, two minute, I was no questions
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| Who would ever think that I’d be giving up the goodies
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| Walk around naked in a pair of pink footies
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| Just like them hos at the shows
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| Half-dressed clothes, doing whatever who knows
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| Okay (okay)
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| Nah I only get freaky wit him
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| No menag? |
| trois, not freaky with him
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| Its just me and my man
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| Simply me and my man
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| For my man, I’d do whatever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it make me do things, make me do things
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| For my man, my loves forever, my loves forever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it won’t ever change
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| I’m never insecure when we’re not together
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| Even though he told me he in love with Ciara
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| I’m from a new era and I bring terror to ay chick who check my fella when we together
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| So he treat me like Cinderella
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| Protect me from the storm like he my umbrella
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| This fella deserve from a stella
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| He be a Rockefeller, not Jay-Z and Dame
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| But the charm on a chain
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| He platinum (oooh)
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| Jacob Rolly lick his Forty (He packin)
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| He stackin, keep trackin and I’ll fax em If I can’t find his ass then his ass outta gas
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| He only getting one past (Okaaay!)
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| Cuz my man (my man) he’s my man and he nobody else’s
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| Damn right
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| I’ve never felt this
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| Old ladies trying to coast us You better get focus before you ever try to approach him
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| For my man, I’d do whatever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it make me do things, make me do things
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| For my man, my loves forever, my loves forever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it won’t ever change
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| See when you in love you might have to fight
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| Don’t ever say you won’t (ever say you won’t)
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| You might get real mad
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| Wanna act all bad
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| Act up in the street, few chicks ya gotta beat cause the disrespect
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| Clockin ya man from his feets to his neck
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| Uh!
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| You gotta let her know that’s a no-no
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| Slap her real slow with her right blow
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| Whichever way you go and keep it gangsta (gangsta)
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| Show these bitches that aint gon (aint gon)
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| Yank a point, blank a top, rank her
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| I ride for my nigga and I’m happy with the trigger
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| Scared how you figure?
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| My man
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| Said time again that’s my man (my man)
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| My man again, I say that’s my man (that's my maaan!)
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| Its just me and my man, simply me and my man
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| For my man, I’d do whatever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it make me do things, make me do things
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| For my man, my loves forever, my loves forever
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| Cause what I feel, this love it won’t ever change
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| That’s my man!
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| Yes! |
| That’s my man!
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| This love!
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| Ohhhhhhh! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 4 My Man , by - Missy Elliott. Song from the album The Cookbook, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп