Whatta man, Whatta Man, Whatta mighty good man!
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(Repeat 4 times)
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I wanna take a minute or two, and give much respect to -
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to the man's that's made a difference in my world.
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And although most men are hoes, he goes on the down-low
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cuz I never heard about him with another girl.
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But I don't sweat it because it's just pathetic to let it,
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get me involved in that he said she said crowd.
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I know that ain't nobody perfect, I give props to those who deserve it,
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and believe me ya'll he's worth it.
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So here's to the future cuz we got through the past,
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I finally found somebody who can make me laugh. (ha ha ha)
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You so crazy...I think I wanna have yo baby.
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Whatta Man, Whatta man, Whatta man, Whatta mighty good man!
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(repeat 4 times)
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My man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass.
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A body like Arnold with a Denzel face. He's smart like a doctor
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with a real good rep, and when he comes home, he's relaxed with pep.
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He always got a gift for me everytime I see him.
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Alot of snot nose, ex-flames couldn't be him.
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He never ran a corny line once to me yet, so I give him stuff
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that he'll never forget. He keeps me on cloud 9 just like intended.
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He's not a fake wannabe, tryin' to be a pimp. He dresses like a
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dapper don, but even in jeans, he's a God sent original,
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the man of my dreams.
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Yes my man says he loves me, never says he loves me not. Not to
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rush me good and touch me in the right spot.
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See other guys that I've had, they've tried to play all the mac shit,
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but everytime they tried, I've said "That's not it!"
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But not this man, he's got the right potion, baby rub it down
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and make it smooth like lotion. He's the original highway to
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heaven. From seven to seven he's got me open like 7 eleven, and
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yes it's me that he's always choosin. With him I'm never loosin,
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and he knows that my name is not Susan. He always has heavy
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conversation for the mind, which means a lot to to me cuz good men
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are hard to find.
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Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man, whatta might good man!
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(repeat 4 times)
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Whatta mighty mighty good man! Know what I'm saying? Whatta
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might mighty good man ya'll! Ya'll don't hear me. Now check
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him out.
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My man gives real lovin, that's why I call him killa. He's not a
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wham bam, thank-you-ma'am, he's a thrilla. He takes his time,
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and does everything right. Knocks me out with one shot for
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the rest of the night. He's a real smooth brotha, never in a
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rush. And he gives me goose pimples with every single touch, spends
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quality time with his kids when he can. Secure in his manhood
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cuz he's a real man. A lover, and a fighter, and he'll knock
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another out. Don't take him for a sucka, cuz it's not what he's
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about. Everytime I need him, he always got my back. Never dis-
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respectful, cuz his momma taught him that.
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Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man, whatta mighty good man!
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(repeat 4 times)
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Whatta Man
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| En Vogue |
