Cause I'm all about him, him, him, him, him
And he's all about me, me, me, me, me
And we don't give a dang, dang, dang, dang, dang
About nobody-e-e-e
Well, had him shooting for me like a ball team
Every guy was a knock out, Don King
But none of 'em had smarts, that's my thing
It's not enough to have balls, Spalding, ha
One day by Starbucks
I bumped into a guy rocking black Chucks
He said "Excuse me, beautiful," I said, "Aww, shucks"
And then he asked, "Well, ay, wanna grab lunch?"
Never ever met a guy so fly
Got me hooked like apple pie, I
Think I'm falling and I don't know why
But I won't fight these butterflies
No, I don't need no fancy cars
And I don't need no diamond rings
My baby is all I need and more
'Cause I don't need those extra things
SomeoneLikesThis ^^
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