At the bar
When this six foot star came walking my way
He said, "Shorty, you're looking kinda bored
Do you mind if I stay?"
My best friend said, "You gotta talk
Cause I think he plays for Atlanta Hawks."
I can't play
Maybe someday
But right now
I'm OK
I gotta man
I gotta man
I gotta man
And he may not be a baller
But he's so good to me
He's around
Pick up every time I call him
And he makes me so happy
So happy
See there's this guy from New 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 go
It sounds good
And that's a real sweet
But my man's all I need
I gotta man
I gotta man
I gotta man
And he may not be a baller
But he's so good to me
He's around
Pick up every time I call him
And he makes me so happy
So happy
He's all that I need
All I want
He's perfect for me
That's what's up
Can't nobody do it better
No worries
And I'm happy
He's all that I need
All I want
He's perfect for me
That's what's up
Can't nobody do it better
No worries
And I'm happy