Letra de Music Man

[Sample]:
"Oh didn't they tell you, not to fall for a music man"

[Verse One] [Shaun Boothe]:
Uh, Look
I'm lovin her, I'm lovin her
But I gotta juggle her
Cause I'm doin other stuff
She doesn't approve
She want me to choose
Talkin to me rude
I'm not in the mood
Uh
And you know things are bad
When every time the phone rings she mad
It's like Pavlov
She say when I come home drunk
I rub her the wrong way
And do dumb shit like roll on the rubber the wrong way
Yeah
And still every time I do a show
She never want me to go
I tell her, "You're beautiful
But I'm tryna see the globe."
She be like
"Don't gimme that shit it's only Peterborough."
Heh
And na and now she actin' foolish
She don't wanna hear it
She want me to prove it
Sayin', "If you only cared about me like your music."
Look call me when you come up with some new shit

[Chorus]:
Oh didn't they tell you, (uh huh)
Not to fall for a music man
(Not to fall, Not to fall)
Oh didn't they tell you, not to fall for a music

[Verse Two] [Amanda Diva]:
Ahhh
Star crossed, from the start
I shoulda seen it comin'
Had the game, in my heart
Turnin' somersaults that summer and I
Always knew, that I could never ever shine as bright
As his limelight
Cause once them hits start spinnin'
And the hype starts gettin real
He forgets you cause you're nothin'
To how the fan field makes him feel
And though you try to let go
He still haunts you fa sho'
Cause outta sight outta mind
It don't exist
When everybody's got his ringtone

[Chorus]:
Oh didn't they tell you, (They told me)
Not to fall for a music man, (Not to fall, Not to fall)
Oh didn't they tell you, Not to fall for music man

[Shaun Boothe:]
Oh yea, (oh yea)
My turn, (my turn)
I got it, (I got it)
She want me to comfort her
Under her comforter
But I got gigs man
Big plans can I do my thing? Damn
No she want phone time, she want alone time
I can't breathe, she like, "Do that on your own time."
Everyday it's always me-me-me-me-me
Like a singer tryna find a key
Threatin' to leave, oh
Oh I see what this is
She want me to choose between my hits and my misses
Well I don't play that
I ain't havin' it
She say I'm self absorbed
I say I'm passionate
Yeah
I'm handlin B.I so I hit it and run like a beehive
Soon as I'm done she right back to playin P.I
Thinkin I'm chasin these groupies
Told her you go IT backwards like T.I
They be chasin me, and they might grab up a nigga
But you my main squeeze, why you gotta make a scene?

[Chorus]:
Oh didn't they tell you, Not to fall for a music man, (uh huh)
Oh didn't they tell you
Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on
We gonna ride this one out with the keys one time (one time)
(Dooo, do do d-d-doo d-doo)
Yeah (yeah)
Whoo (whoo)

Shaun Boothe
Amanda Diva