At the bar when this six foot star came walking my way He said shorty your looking kinda bored, do you mind if I stay My best friend said you got to talk Cause I think he plays for Atlanta hawks I can't play, maybe someday But right now I'm OK [Chorus] 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 want to 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 that's a real sweet But my mans all I need [Chorus]