I Can't Be Your Man

Yeah,
 To the ladies,
 One mo' message from T.I.P.
 I represent every man in America,
 Naw, the world
 You wanna know what he what he
 thinkin' bout when he ain't
 talkin to you bout why he can't
 be your man you sure you wanna know
 Here it is
 My girl say I don't love her
 She say we just fuckin'
 Nothin' against you
 It's just that I hate tux
 She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice
 Throwin' the rice
 Wake up with me for the rest of your life
 Ask me where I'm going, when I'comin back when I bounce
 Runnin her mouth, call herself the queen of the south
 Redecorate the crib throwin satin on the couch
 Catch me out adulteratin' takin' half of the house
 Well it ain't she don't deserve it
 Just I don't wanna give it
 The life she wanna live
 Shorty I don't wanna live it
 Makin' money shorty's missin'
 To all kind of digits
 From KeKe's to Chaniques's
 To Bianca's and Brigettes's
 Poppin' up unannouced, shorty call 'fore you visit
 Nothing about a number, mind your goddamn business
 Look bitch, some shit bout Tip won't change
 We can hang, but I got to let you know one thang
 I can't be your man
 It ain't you it's me, sorry shorty
 I can't be your man
 Where I been, I don't see no rings on these fingers
 I can't be your man
 Look to the future, find someone better than me
 I can't be your man
 You deserve much more, I'm no good to you shorty
 Don't it seem like shit be cool for a month and a half
 All of a sudden you frontin' and showin your ass
 Complainin' bout what you got
 Shorty look what you had
 Before me, it was pull-out couches and Bilitant bags
 Now she mad cause she ain't got a T.V. in her Jag
 I tell you what if that ain't good enough get back on the bus
 Give up the princess cuts and the Prada and stuff
 I take you out to eat and you order a bottle of what?
 Ungrateful wonderin' why I'm not faithful
 Ballin's all good but this shit is just wasteful
 Want me to pay your bills
 Help you get a bigger crib
 Shorty I don't mind helpin'
 But show some initiative
 Ain't brought nothin' to the table but hard times and heartache
 Do something, get on the grind for God's sake
 A reminder, rewind this message from your highness
 For those that chose to take my kindness for blindness
 I can't be your man
 I don't cheat cause I ain't shit
 I'm cheatin' cause you aint shit
 I can't be your man
 Every time I walk in the house you sittin' on that goddamn couch
 You ain't got nothing better to do
 I can't be your man
 Cook, clean, iron, pay the water bill, shorty do something
 Work with me
 I can't be your man
 Ay, pack you shit shorty, I'm droppin yo ass off at yo mami house
 Right now
 One more scenario
 Bout another jazzy hoe
 That I met on the road
 After a show in Ontario
 Shorty say she got a man
 That don't really scare me though
 But she say he got a temper
 So, but what he jealous for
 Cause you told him you were cheatin
 Hell, well what you tell him for
 Shit, what that got to do with Tip
 You better let him know
 Now she want to let him go
 But what for
 So you can get with me and keep being a slut hoe
 I don't think so baby better stay where you at
 I'm no good for you
 Never mind the way that he act
 You got a kid and a crib with him
 What's better than that
 I'm in town for the week you better settle for that
 I can't be your man
 I'm here for 4 days shorty, 4 days
 I can't change the world
 I can't be your man
 He don't treat you right?
 What that gotta do with me?
 I can't be your man
 He be cussin' you out and shit
 You cheated on him shorty, can you blame him?
 I can't be your man
 You ain't fend to bring that bullshit to me
 I don't want naan parts of it
 I can't be your man
 Look here man
 Get that shit out of my face
 Kick rocks
 I can't be your man
 I ain't fend to have nothing to do with it
 Their will be none of that round here
 I can't be your man
 Besides shorty you talk to much
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 I can't deal with it