Текст песни Salt N Pepa - Whatta Man (Luvbug Remix 1)
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OhAll right come on y`allOooo uhYeah talk to me (yeah)OoooCHORUSWhat a man what a man what a manWhat a mighty good manWhat a man what a man what a manWhat a mighty good manWhat a man what a man what a manWhat a mighty good manWhat a man what a man what a manWhat a mighty good manYeah well that`s true so I`m a have to like speak on itAnd let my brother Herb drop some well-deserved beats on itThen I float like a boat on a lazy riverHey, yo, this one goes out to my niggerMy man, my number one fan, my babyI know we can make it, and I don`t mean maybeI know you wish that you could be in my shoesBelieve me when I tell ya that I had to pay my duesTo get to this position, did I forget to mentionThe pain? The hurt? The lies? The aggrevationI went through before I hit the jackpot?I dated assholes, perverts, and wannabe hard rocksIt wasn`t always in a bed of roses I slept inBut in a bed of nails when I felt I got wrecked inSo here`s to ya, may we live long and prosperI love ya more than Italians do pastaMore than a dred loves a head full of locksMore than I love hip-hop (Mmmm, not!)CHORUSMy man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bassA body like Arnold with a Denzel faceHe`s smart like a doctor with a real good repAnd when he comes home he`s relaxed with PepHe always got a gift for me everytime I see himA lot of snot-nosed ex-flames couldn`t be himHe never ran a corny line once to me yetSo I give him stuff that he`ll never forgetHe keeps me on Cloud Nine just like the TempsHe`s not a fake wannabe tryin` to be a pimpHe dresses like a dapper don, but even in jeansHe`s a God-sent original, the man of my dreamsCHORUSCheck me outBig Twan Lov-Her, six-two and a halfThe one that makes you laugh and spends some lovely cashI got the honeys screamin` "What a man!"Cuz I`m splittin` your Oreo, eatin` the cream, it`s the Punanee ManWell, like I really ain`t got nothin` to sayBut let me break it down to you anywayYou heard I`m shy so stop it, you`re makin` me blush even, babyA nigger knows how to love his ladyCHORUSI got a fly man, he`s a ragamuff roughneckBigger, bigger, my man gets respectHe`s a goddamn man in every sense of the wordAct like ya know and forget what ya heardBrings a fat check to me home each weekA brother from the hood but suckas go to sleepAnd intelligent, too, and his mind`s profoundSometimes he gets rude, but he will break it downDown to the bone, that`s how we like to do itNice and slow and he won`t run right through itMy daddy-o just how I like itSmack it up, lick it, but baby don`t bite itI loves my man, uh-huh, word is bondHe keeps it on until the break of dawnCHORUS