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(feat. Flo Rida) [Chorus] I know you got a man, man, man but tell me what your man, man, man got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh I know you got a girl, girl, girl but tell me what your girl, girl, girl got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh [Ludacris] Listen, I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda so please don't let him fool ya cos the nigga don't really know how to do ya who's your daddy rolling all up in the caddy sun roof top with the diamond in the back coming to get some of the bomb in the sack like a bomb in Iraq Imma come and attack Songtexteevery inch of your body after the after party and then on to the hotel lobby riding me like a Ducatti faster than a Bugatti Im like whoa Kimosabe Good golly shortie a freak or she been practising Pilates I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke but if she think I'm fronting just wait til she see my back stroke haa, I be your side piece but whats our future plans cause I be on ya like DAMNNN [Chorus] [Flo Rida] Hey, ok ok, so thats your mans and 'em I aint tellin you to cancel him do do your thing, look shorty I gotta respect your answer 'em them there's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be apart of my plan what do you need in advance, I can see both of us showing in France I can look back at your thong in my hand Louis Vuitton no more Donna Karen couple of stacks so what is you saying like Denzel Washington "My Man" I don't wanna hear no mo' more bout him what it gotta do with me you grown ass woman I'm a grown ass man so we both know a lot about the birds and the bee's hold on shorty lets conversate, conjugate, constipate get stuck on each other, you coming up outta your lingerie, hey I know you got a man [Chorus] [Ludacris] Nada, nada, not a damn thing he wouldn't know what to do if he tried it and I ain't hating, you need some room to breathe and I can be your ventilation you need a lil lovin' just a lil stimulation a hug a lil kissing and then a lil penetration give it to you like you never had it before and you aint never gon think about his ass again lips, hips, eyes, thighs here I'm gon have to give that ass a ten and they can get a five even though one of them kinda fine but ain't none of them got nothing on you you so lets go somewhere to dine and sip some expensive wine later on tell me what we gon do do we gon bump and we gon grind so good it should be a crime and next time tell your friends to come too, too. [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania