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Somebody's knockin' at my door (Yo, yo), who is it? Somebody's ringin' my bell (Open the door), I'm comin' Somebody's knockin' at my door (Let me in please), damn Somebody's ringin' my bell (Come on, baby)
It's your man, driving to my house every day Tryin' to get a play but I say no way Keep him on a leash 'cause he's a D-O-G Hot-diggity-dog comin' for my coochie Boom, bam, boom, knock-knock-knock Wakin' up my moms, wakin' up my pops, somebody call the cops And get this fool off my stoop, see Can you believe that your man is a groupie? Not, not dedicated, ought to get him spayed-ed Cut the nuts and get his shots upgraded So what ya feed him at home? It must be bones Give him some meat so he can leave me alone He's a somma-time man, so what ya gonna do? Like Eddie Murphy said, 'Yes, your man, too'
He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round
Now here's a description of the saggin that I'm dissin' If your man fits this category, then dismiss him You gotta dig him, get rid of him, have no pity for him Send him on his way, yeah, girl, and forget about him He's got a problem and it's similar to drugs Not weed, cocaine, crack or dust, it's an erection, huh He's on a mission, a sexual transition Addiction, affliction, so girls, sign the petition He's a man that likes easy pickin' Thinkin' that every girl is like easy stickin' You gotta realize that girls are not store-bought Like Newports, a pack of cigarettes smoked to the butt So now I know and what I know I know is now true You're being true to lovin' a brother that's not with you You wanna bootie smack from the back But if you come like that, you might catch a Dig 'Em smack He's a somma-time man
Yo, this is dedicated to all you somma-time fools And you know who you are Sometimes you will, sometimes you won't Now you see him, yo, now you don't 1993, you know what I'm sayin'? It's time to be true to the P 'Cause this AIDS thing's goin' crazy So don't you get caught out there, baby
He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round
He's a somma-time man, a somma-somma-time Especially when it's hot, sex is always on his mind Lookin', dippin' and dodgin' short skirts, no stockings No matter who it is, long as he's boot knockin' No protection buddy always wants to give affection Three girls, same streets but in different section From Lonnie, Donni, all the way to Vonni Runnin' through girls like it's musical punani So come one, come all, he'll try to write you off With that greater than Tibet-time freefall Talkin' that same old thang, yeah-yeah-yeah Yiggity-yack-yack, brother talkin' that bullcrap But every time he parts his lips It's funny because I always seem to smell tihs From June, July, August, September All year-round, so girls, just remember, he's a somma-time man
He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round He's a somma-time man, some of hers, some of mine He's a somma-time man, get you some of the time He's a somma-time man, some of yours, some of mine He's a somma-time man all year 'round
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