Sistas recognize no matter how you try to understand
  to understand them
  oh noo you cant trust a man
  
  Look here, I'm goin out with tha homies
  And dont you even give me no lip like you own me
  You want me couked up so you can do yo thang
  But now it's time boot up and say some thangs gone change
  Like when yo pager rangs
  Whats up wit all these codes
  You turn tha thang upside down readin stuff from yo hoes
  I suppose thats why I got on my clothes
  Gon have a dance
  A drink or 2
  And I aint even trippin on you
  Cause tha things you think is slick really aint
  You think you bein a playa
  But looka here
  Dude you cant
  Cause I work everyday, but I dont pay nan bill
  Sex you only when I want
  And never do fix a meal
  But on tha real
  I be that pimpstriss, mackadame with game
  Got tha mind playin
  Met tha trick indeed to bring tha pain
  Cause yo lame excuses
  And yo tore up lies
  Left you hanging wide open
  And i aint even tryin to cope wit
  Yo mental cause it makes no sense
  Thats why nothins goin on between us but tha rent
  I spent alot of time tryna figure you out
  But now I finally understand
  You just cant trust no man
  
  
  You cant trust a man ( why they always cheatin)
  You cant trust a man ( why they mess up tha way they do)
  You cant trust a man ( why they always cheatin)
  You cant trust a man (You cant trust a man)
  
  As long as a trick comes fallin down
  It gives me all motion to keep my suit fo tha clown
  I'se be like get on down
  Boy get on down
  i'm hella known fo my strut through my town
  Suga T here I be its me
  Momma always told me dont nathin come free
  They aint shh
  We knows how it goes
  Always tryna come up on tha rolly hoes
  But tha skys tha limit
  I keeps my hmm sewed up
  They backs up off tha hmm
  Because I'm tryna make a buck
  Chuggin tha lug cause i be down wit da funkin
  niggas be on my jock like a tree be on tha stump
  Packin junk in my trunk
  Must i buck em
  Callin me all on tha top notch to bust some
  Lyrical master in tha front
  Be on this rap scene
  Who do I be
  Cause i be that tool with tha classy
  Breakin em down
  Shakin em up gettin em stuck
  Supa bad and aint givin a fuck
  No love No lust
  Cause thats tha way it goes
  Cause they aint shh
  
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  (bridge)
  You tear me up on tha inside
  I hope my hardhead understands
  Cause I cant trust no man
  
  Damn even though he's a trip
  It's hard to let go cause I'm used to his tricks
  I'm scared to find anotha deal with his habits
  That might even turn out to be more drastic
  i'm mackin and he's ackin on his p's and q's
  But fo how long fo real until I get tha blues again
  I miss makin dinner fo 2
  Candelight, bubble bath and tha rendevous
  But I do know i aint lettin him have his cake
  And his ice cream while he eats his steak
  I mean I aint down to share no I cant understand
  Some otha chick up in tha mix wit my man
  So I'm bounce just to let him see
  That if I can't trust him then he cant be with me
  
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