Lyrics: Frankee. The Good, The Bad, The Ugly. Hell No.

At the bar when this six foot starrr came walking my way
He said shorty your looking kinda bored, do you mind if i stay
My best friend said you gotaa talk
Cause i think he plays for atlanta hawks
I cant play,maybe someday
But right now im ok

[Hook:]
I gotta man i gotta man
I gotta man and he may not be a baller but hes so good to me
Hes around pick up everytime i call him
And he makes me so happy....so happy

See theres this guy from ney york that i
Know wanna be with me
Got it all, plenty ends plenty friends from a house in miami
Takes lots of trips wanting me to go
But then one day i had to let him go
But then one day i had to let him no
It sounds good and thats a real sweet
But my mans all i need

[Hook:]
I gotta man i gotta man
I gotta man and he may not be a baller but hes so good to me
Hes around pick up everytime i call him
And he makes me so happy...so happy

[Bridge:]
He's all that i need all i want
He's perfect for me that whats up
Cant nobody do it betterr
No worries,and im happy
[repeat]