My Man

She lights a cigarette, I'm on the receiving end Of a dive bar conversation I can't avoid She's talking down to me, my hand slips into the vanity She says, "You've got something I want" But I don't have much money if that's what she's after When I get uncomfortable, I fall back to laughter She says to me, "You're such a fool for not leaving him at home" I look at her and say, "I think I know" She's got that give me something look in her eyes She's talking 'bout my man She's talking She's talking 'bout my man I fix my makeup and tell the mirror I'm the best Kick down the salon doors, it's time to face the music I see her circling, he's a body in the water But I don't see him tryna get away Well I don't like no drama but the drama sure likes me I try to be the bigger man, but that's just so unlike me She's got that give me something look in her eyes She's talking 'bout my man She's talking She's talking 'bout my man I don't have a good left hook, I never learnt how to fight I might not be the brightest, but I do know wrong from right You can have him, take him off my hands You're doing me a favour, you're to thank She's got that give me something look in her eyes She's talking 'bout my man She's talking She's talking 'bout my man She's talking, she's talking 'bout my man