Man a bad man I wanna big up to my homies out there, you know All my ladies, you're the true players, ha, ha (We don't cry, we don't cry) Y'all wrote the game, you know what I mean?
There's nothing like the sweetest wine, the sweetest time She always get the sweetest shine Whenever time she start feel sexy That's when she find, she take up her phone and a text me
Normally me name a call, she scream and bawl Finger nail a scratch up wall My jump off is normally easy, but tonight it's like She take charge and a freak me
She start make me eye them roll Me toe them a fold, me lose control, I need console Seems like she flip the script Wait for the right time and then she flip that switch
For her I had a little devotion See I'm a true player and we don't show emotion Now is this the moment I fear? I started with care, I'm shedding a tear
No way, bad man don't cry No way, bad man don't cry
Yo, later I was at the club, rub a dub I'm with some chicks having fun Was feeling a little bit tipsy Order couple of bottles, couple of models was with me
That's when I seen her walking slow All of a sudden I just started feeling low She had some dude on her arm And I'm thinking 'bout causing bodily harm
My emotions start going crazy I normally [? ] bwoy with them tease and a phrase me It seems I was catching feelings The right thing to do now is to cut off dealings
She didn't even look my way I so got played, I felt betrayed, so deep that played It felt like she twisted that knife How one boom slam can really change one's life
No way, bad man don't cry No way, bad man don't cry
Now if you're feeling what I'm feeling just put up your hand You don't want admit it well, I understand You gotta confront these feelings 'Cause this's the only way you can start the healing
It really wasn't part of my plan So make a gyal know say that man I'm a man I know a lot of players be scheming And when she ignores you, you walk off steaming
No way, bad man don't cry, yeah, yeah No way, bad man don't cry No way, bad man don't cry No way, bad man don't cry