[ 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 ]