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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