Whoa, oh yeah, hoo hoo hoo
Chill, relax baby, support me from the background
This is us
Can't you hear me?
I try to please you and be your man
Just me and my niggaz on tour, frontin' and hittin' somethin'
To put your child through college baby, now have you?
From me all night freakin' with a nineteen year-old
Oh I, I, baby I, tried to be your man
What different niggaz feels in they hearts is scary
That nigga we grew up with, son from next do'
When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello
The Flipsyde of the coin, what team you wanna join?
I used to have to think of shit to keep 'em comin', you niggaz feel me?
You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposin' your tenderloins
The answer to the question chicks ask most the time see
Baby or no baby I wasn't loyal or nuttin'
To me and mine, this nigga's hard to define
Step out, jeans saggin', crew laughin'
Gettin' blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
Tell him you about to catch a flick with Sherell
Not hear all that bullshit, 'bout, "Nigga where you go?"
All the places we've been, yeah
Like the devil's pumpin' hate through my heart with a syringe
And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?
Complain about, who's tradin' ass for cash
Like Dungeons & Dragons, gettin' brains in a Benz wagon
"C'mon baby, you should be honored to share me"
It fucks you up, you wonder if you wastin' time
I don't always wanna talk about how the world is shittin' on me
I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge
And skip that 'Bills Bills' shit broads is goin' through
And even if we bring this back together, ha
I sip some Alize and meditate the pain away
You know that I do, the best that I can
If there ain't no trust then just us can't last
Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat?
Players giggle and laugh, flashin' gats and cash
Your man, your man, your man
Give me a hug, not too long, give me space
Ever since you walked all, all over me, ha
Reminisce with photos
Red lipstick prints all over my drawers
[Incomprehensible] wash it, enjoy the flavor, I return the favor
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
Nuttin' but the dog in me needin' to be released, this is us
Uh-huh, they gon' be like, "Yo you, you need to listen
When a cat got issues don't need you all up in his face
Just don't know if I'll be the same again, ha
You know that I do, the best that I can
Y'know wat I mean? Check this out y'all
Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
They say a man gon' be a man but that's only half the scenario
I try to please you and be your man
Child born with a destiny only God can dispute
Think about that shit, word up
And get in my own zone where I wanna be alone for solo
This behavior, should save ya
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
My dogs don't care about you Boo, they like your ass
Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
So he can say, "No L live here," our code is ill
Messages written down, blunt rolled ready to go
Spend your last on your hairdo but you ain't save a dime
'Cause he beefin' when he broke but he arrogant when he shine
Told me if I call and your man answer, ask for L
Everything we've been through, yeah
Half naked Puerto Rican, creamy ass leakin'
Oh, you wanna be an actress huh? Well my movie's hardcore
Plottin' and schemin' in the shower, masturbatin' on the cell
You know it won't be the same, no, no, no, no
You know that I do, the best that I can
To that joint L made", word up, that's the joint you gotta listen to
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round
Me and my clique in motion, champagne and Alize
Got your mind bubblin' crazy, wanna flip Cool J
She used to throw the cakes up, plus the burger was hairy
I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute
I used to say shit like
Fried chicken ready, t-shirt and panties at the stove
Mention marriage, he lit a Dutch and peeped out the blinds
No, no, no, no, no
You nag a cat, you givin' him a license to fuck a hoe
Need to go home, wash your kids up and put your tits away
If it's rainin' outside, chill, listen to the drizzle
Go get a job interview, your bad-ass kids a curfew
I got the key that fits the lock of a real dog's mind B
Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
Every man will agree, when she nag it's killin' me
This is us, I know you feelin' that
In every rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty shit to say
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
Slap me one day then Sunday he's so sweet?
I try to please you and be your man
