All the time I turn around brothas gather round
Always looking at me up and down looking at my UH
I just wanna say it
Now, I ain't tryin' to round up drama, little mama
I don't wanna take your man
And I know I'm comin' off just a little bit conceited
And I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell that I can't be treated like clientele


I'm so sorry for that