See, I don't wanna be your best friend, friend, friend And I don't want to hear no more bout him, bout him, bout him Ok You said that we could dance but that's all, that's all Oh well, oh well And you don't like to jump but I fall, I fall, I fell, oh hell
Oh damn, I've got a man Oh I guess that's too bad for you See you understand that I can't Oh but I know that this much is true I could have loved you, loved you, loved you I could have loved you, loved you, loved you Hot shit What you want? Big and plump What you want? Turn around, see the donkey donk Nice and plush, to turn him on Yeah, I gotta man, but my man at home Like to dance and we can't bone Might flirt with you on cellular phone Get that ding a ling ling long Jack splash on it, next shit on Jack Daniel Yeah I got on my high heel shoes Listen baby, what you came to do? But you know that I got, got a boyfriend So I can't go home with you Well if you got a man at home, why'd you put them high heels on? And if you got a man that's true How come he's not here with you? How come he's not here with you? How come he's not here with you? How come he's not here with you?
Jazmine, take them to the bridge Boy you like what I have on and you love to watch me dance And there's so much that you wanna do But you just had to come on over And tell me yourself, so this compliment belongs to you I could have loved you, loved you, loved you I could have loved you, loved you, loved you