[ Verse 1 ]
Damn here she come
Sportin' that grin like she wanna get some
Make me wanna run
Annie get 'cha gun
No fun. Problem
Looney bin missed one
A few puns on the kick drum
Here. Paralyzed by the glare
I know it ain't fair
But it ain't polite to stare
Wit 'cher pearls in your ear
Ego in the air. Takes 2 for an affair
I can't be your man
[ Pre-Hook ]
Now RUN. RUN
She took it to that place
You gotta tell it to her face
RUN. RUN
You gotta get some mace
Crazy eight's in outer space
RUN. RUN
What don't you understand
I can't be your man. [I can be a man. (I can't be your man no!)]
[ Hook ]
Oh Noooo
That p**ycat has got to go
Hell Noooo
That p**ycat has got to go
[ Verse 2 ]
Pa** it up
Everybody knows
Why you actin' up
Simple yes or no
You understand wa**up
Are we good or what
Cause you whiter than the paste out my aqueduct
Baby wrap it up
No time for a show
Now subtract back up
I gotta let you know
That chu wack wake up
There's a slight mix up
The Object of My Affection isn't you give up
[ Pre-Hook ]
[ Hook ]
[ "p**ycat" whispered x5 ]
[ Bridge ]
You didn't think you a p**ycat
But now you know
That girl you a p**ycat
You got to go
I ain't playin', If I see you than it's on fo-sho
I'mma call 911, call the Po-Po
Yeah we had a good time
But here's the deal
If we're like "family
You shouldn't cop a feel
So I gotta let chu know that my illusion's real
And leave you spinnin' like Peach hit a banana peel
[ Pre-Hook ]
[ Hook ]
[ "p**ycat" whispered x4 ]