I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
Baby won't you talk to me and whisper vocals in the dark
I swear that every stroke I take gets deeper and it touch ya heart
I don't wanna fuss and fight
I jus wanna buss it right
Grippin on that wooden wheel
We glidin on the city lights
That's that candy drip
We should write a manuscript
You bet yo ass I get it in
That paper I can make it flip
I admit that I'm da shit
But baby you extraordinary
I could be your Billy Bob
And you can be my Hallie Berry
1 nut, 2 nut, 3 nut, 4
Can't you see the talent
Very pimpin, this is seminary
Shorty sweet as Ben and Jerry
She's so smart, I guess she dig that song swag itinerary
Everyday she wake up and she and she prayin I'm the man she marry (damn)
But I'm sorry boo, My attitude on January
Maybe we should take a trip and keep it on that monetary
I envision paper, business man, and secretary
Still we keep it on the cool, cause that's what makes us legendary
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
You already know bout yo boy Lick Em Low
When Jo Jig hit the doo, dem panties drop to the floo
Look ima certified beast when it comes to the sheets
I keep it pimpin everyday from the west to the east
I'm from the Nawfside, even though the south's where I stay
When it comes to layin pipe, hey you know what they say
Lil nigga, big package, balls taste like some M&M's
They'll melt in your mouth, and not in your hands
Now what you say we take a trip to see some foreign lands
But this is no proposal, I'm not tryna be yo man
Just wanna treat you to some thangs, a taste of dat good life
And what you seeing with ya man?
Only the hood life?
And that ain't right, cause you desreve better
We can hop on the plane, and fly that thang where ever
Let's put it this way, I'm yo number one fan but (If only for one night)
That I can be your man
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
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I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
Baby won't you talk to me and whisper vocals in the dark
I swear that every stroke I take gets deeper and it touch ya heart
I don't wanna fuss and fight
I jus wanna buss it right
Grippin on that wooden wheel
We glidin on the city lights
That's that candy drip
We should write a manuscript
You bet yo ass I get it in
That paper I can make it flip
I admit that I'm da shit
But baby you extraordinary
I could be your Billy Bob
And you can be my Hallie Berry
1 nut, 2 nut, 3 nut, 4
Can't you see the talent
Very pimpin, this is seminary
Shorty sweet as Ben and Jerry
She's so smart, I guess she dig that song swag itinerary
Everyday she wake up and she and she prayin I'm the man she marry (damn)
But I'm sorry boo, My attitude on January
Maybe we should take a trip and keep it on that monetary
I envision paper, business man, and secretary
Still we keep it on the cool, cause that's what makes us legendary
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
You already know bout yo boy Lick Em Low
When Jo Jig hit the doo, dem panties drop to the floo
Look ima certified beast when it comes to the sheets
I keep it pimpin everyday from the west to the east
I'm from the Nawfside, even though the south's where I stay
When it comes to layin pipe, hey you know what they say
Lil nigga, big package, balls taste like some M&M's
They'll melt in your mouth, and not in your hands
Now what you say we take a trip to see some foreign lands
But this is no proposal, I'm not tryna be yo man
Just wanna treat you to some thangs, a taste of dat good life
And what you seeing with ya man?
Only the hood life?
And that ain't right, cause you desreve better
We can hop on the plane, and fly that thang where ever
Let's put it this way, I'm yo number one fan but (If only for one night)
That I can be your man
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
Baby won't you talk to me and whisper vocals in the dark
I swear that every stroke I take gets deeper and it touch ya heart
I don't wanna fuss and fight
I jus wanna buss it right
Grippin on that wooden wheel
We glidin on the city lights
That's that candy drip
We should write a manuscript
You bet yo ass I get it in
That paper I can make it flip
I admit that I'm da shit
But baby you extraordinary
I could be your Billy Bob
And you can be my Hallie Berry
1 nut, 2 nut, 3 nut, 4
Can't you see the talent
Very pimpin, this is seminary
Shorty sweet as Ben and Jerry
She's so smart, I guess she dig that song swag itinerary
Everyday she wake up and she and she prayin I'm the man she marry (damn)
But I'm sorry boo, My attitude on January
Maybe we should take a trip and keep it on that monetary
I envision paper, business man, and secretary
Still we keep it on the cool, cause that's what makes us legendary
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
You already know bout yo boy Lick Em Low
When Jo Jig hit the doo, dem panties drop to the floo
Look ima certified beast when it comes to the sheets
I keep it pimpin everyday from the west to the east
I'm from the Nawfside, even though the south's where I stay
When it comes to layin pipe, hey you know what they say
Lil nigga, big package, balls taste like some M&M's
They'll melt in your mouth, and not in your hands
Now what you say we take a trip to see some foreign lands
But this is no proposal, I'm not tryna be yo man
Just wanna treat you to some thangs, a taste of dat good life
And what you seeing with ya man?
Only the hood life?
And that ain't right, cause you desreve better
We can hop on the plane, and fly that thang where ever
Let's put it this way, I'm yo number one fan but (If only for one night)
That I can be your man
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna make a plan
And take you to foreign land
Girl I hope you understand
I don't wanna be your man
I jus wanna play a fan
And maybe we can keep it cool
Bitch I hope you understand
Writer: Clifton Barnum
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid