She Don’t Want a Man lyrics

[Intro]
('Cause she wasn't f*ckin' with a rider)
(Fall through, like always)
(Broke it down in the hallway)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, she was a little red Corvette
Fast as hell, turned heads on the set
Pretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough sex
Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets
This particular evening she wanted to ride Jets
Even though I know shorty was bad news, I played it cool
Vowing to never turn sucka like them other dudes
Misreading signals, attachment issues
Getting way too into the grip of them vagina lips
Got homie searching for relationships
She not tryna hear it, my type of b*tch
She ran a story to me over grape juice and Ciroc sips
Married to a doctor, cuddle master
Don't f*ck her, just buy her everything, tryna satisfy her
On the low, she f*cking his partners
Feel a void inside her, 'cause she weren't f*cking with a rider

[Chorus]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell her to drop his kids off, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
[Verse 2]
From talking it out, to the parking lot
From the parking lot to my safe house
Tommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti
This is New Jet City, most b*tches ain't ready
But shorty ain't tripping, she was living already
My f*ck game impressive, so she come back steady
The sh*t, while heavy, I can carry it
Can't get too far, I mean, this is a married b*tch
She roll doobies as I paddle shift
We f*ck, watch movies, end up getting too groovy
And then we smash again
She talking about him, how she feel bad
'Bout feeling so good, by giving me the ass
'Bout how, if she could, she'll a tell a n*gga everything
To get it off her chest, but she don't want see him mad
Collecting her underwear from the rooms of my pad
She got dressed, and left in a flash
But she said she'd be back

[Chorus]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell her to drop his kids off, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck, yeah
[Verse 3]
Couple days roll by
Shorty called, and asked if I had time
To put a couple in the air, I was like, yeah
We could fly more then a pair, it's plenty over here
She fell through, like always, we broke it down in the hallway
She boss, throw it back, she don't crawl away
Her body designer, frame, Cartier
Say something talking heavy on her heart today
Telling her the situation is wrong, and she should walk away
Cause her feelings was coming into play
Affecting her home life, in all kinda ways
Her man asking her what's wrong, she don't know what to say
But she do got a union to save
But she in love with the lust that we've made
She had far too much, she could say
That f*cking me was a perfect mistake

[Chorus]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck
He tell her to drop his kids off, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck, yeah
[Outro]
(She just wanna f*ck)
(She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck)
(She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck)
(She don't want a man)
(She don't want a man, she don't want a man)
(She don't want a man, she don't want a man)
(She don't want a man, she don't want a man)
(She don't want a man, she don't want)
(She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck)
(She don't want a man, she just wanna f*ck)