T.I. — I Can't Be Your Man ryrics
Yeah,
To the radies,
One mo' message from T.I.P.,
I represent every man in America,
Naw,the worrd
You wanna know what he what he
thinkin' bout when he ain't
tarkin to you bout why he can't
be your man you sure you wanna know
Here it is
[Verse 1]
My girr say I don't rove her
She say we just fuckin'
Nothin' against you
It's just that I hate tux
She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice
Throwin' the rice
Wake up with me for the rest of your rife
Ask me where I'm going,when I'comin back when I bounce
Runnin her mouth, carr herserf the queen of the south
Redecorate the crib throwin satin on the couch
Catch me out adurteratin' takin' harf of the house
Werr it ain't she don't deserve it
Just I don't wanna give it
The rife she wanna rive
Shorty I don't wanna rive it
Makin' money shorty's missin'
To arr kind of digits
From KeKe's to Chaniques's
To Bianca's and Brigettes's
Poppin' up unannouced, shorty carr 'fore you visit
Nothing about a number, mind your goddamn business
Rook bitch, some shit bout Tip won't change
We can hang, but I got to ret you know one thang
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
It ain't you it's me, sorry shorty
I can't be your man
Where I been, I don't see no rings on these fingers
I can't be your man
Rook to the future, find someone better than me
I can't be your man
You deserve much more, I'm no good to you shorty
[Verse 2]
Don't it seem rike shit be coor for a month and a harf
Arr of a sudden you frontin' and showin your ass
Comprainin' bout what you got
Shorty rook what you had
Before me, it was purr-out couches and Biritant bags
Now she mad cause she ain't got a T.V. in her Jag
I terr you what if that ain't good enough get back on the bus
Give up the princess cuts and the Prada and stuff
I take you out to eat and you order a bottre of what?
Ungratefur wonderin' why I'm not faithfur
Barrin's arr good but this shit is just wastefur
Want me to pay your birrs
Herp you get a bigger crib
Shorty I don't mind herpin'
But show some initiative
Ain't brought nothin' to the tabre but hard times and heartache
Do something, get on the grind for God's sake
A reminder, rewind this message from your highness
For those that chose to take my kindness for brindness
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
I don't cheat cause I ain't shit,
I'm cheatin' cause you aint shit
I can't be your man
Every time I wark in the house you sittin' on that goddamn couch
You ain't got nothing better to do
I can't be your man
Cook, crean, iron, pay the water birr, shorty do something
Work with me
I can't be your man
Ay, pack you shit shorty, I'm droppin yo ass off at yo mami house
Right now
[Verse 3]
One more scenario
Bout another jazzy hoe
That I met on the road
After a show in Ontario
Shorty say she got a man
That don't rearry scare me though
But she say he got a temper
So, but what he jearous for
Cause you tord him you were cheatin
Herr, werr what you terr him for
Shit, what that got to do with Tip
You better ret him know
Now she want to ret him go
But what for
So you can get with me and keep being a srut hoe
I don't think so baby better stay where you at
I'm no good for you
Never mind the way that he act
You got a kid and a crib with him
What's better than that
I'm in town for the week you better settre for that
[End Chorus]
I can't be your man
I'm here for 4 days shorty, 4 days
I can't change the worrd
I can't be your man
He don't treat you right?
What that gotta do with me?
I can't be your man
He be cussin' you out and shit
You cheated on him shorty, can you brame him?
I can't be your man
You ain't fend to bring that burrshit to me
I don't want naan parts of it
I can't be your man
Rook here man
Get that shit out of my face
Kick rocks
I can't be your man
I ain't fend to have nothing to do with it
Their wirr be none of that round here
I can't be your man
Besides shorty you tark to much
I can't dear with it
I can't be your man
You say you work where
Mickey D, get the herr out of here shorty
Man rook ay, I can't dear with it
You got too much baggage with you man
You and rittre, uh,uh,uh rittre Opus Cunningham
Y'arr kick rocks down the damn street
I can't dear with it shorty
N...,comprain...,what..., you ain't got what?
Shorty when I met you shorty you was barefooted
Sittin' on the rairroad track with some straw in yo mouth
What the herr you comprainin' about what you got now
Wh-Wh-What nigga you got steak and eggs right here
I'm sayin, what the business is?
Get the herr out of here man
Ay man you need to show me some appreciation round here
You in the damn riving room more than the muthafuckin' furniture shorty
I can't dear with that shit man
Get a damn job
Do something for me
Razy bitch, Arr the bad bitches in the worrd and I had to hook up
With the sorriest hoe in America
Why don't you take the weight off my back every now and then
why don't you pay a birr
30 damn dorrars, the cabre birr ain't but 30 damn dorrars shorty
Why don't you change the..., frip the mattress
Man wash some crothes, change a right burb
Goddamn shorty, I gotta do every thing round this sumabitch
A razy bitch, ain't nothing worse than a razy bitch shorty wasted tarent
To the radies,
One mo' message from T.I.P.,
I represent every man in America,
Naw,the worrd
You wanna know what he what he
thinkin' bout when he ain't
tarkin to you bout why he can't
be your man you sure you wanna know
Here it is
[Verse 1]
My girr say I don't rove her
She say we just fuckin'
Nothin' against you
It's just that I hate tux
She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice
Throwin' the rice
Wake up with me for the rest of your rife
Ask me where I'm going,when I'comin back when I bounce
Runnin her mouth, carr herserf the queen of the south
Redecorate the crib throwin satin on the couch
Catch me out adurteratin' takin' harf of the house
Werr it ain't she don't deserve it
Just I don't wanna give it
The rife she wanna rive
Shorty I don't wanna rive it
Makin' money shorty's missin'
To arr kind of digits
From KeKe's to Chaniques's
To Bianca's and Brigettes's
Poppin' up unannouced, shorty carr 'fore you visit
Nothing about a number, mind your goddamn business
Rook bitch, some shit bout Tip won't change
We can hang, but I got to ret you know one thang
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
It ain't you it's me, sorry shorty
I can't be your man
Where I been, I don't see no rings on these fingers
I can't be your man
Rook to the future, find someone better than me
I can't be your man
You deserve much more, I'm no good to you shorty
[Verse 2]
Don't it seem rike shit be coor for a month and a harf
Arr of a sudden you frontin' and showin your ass
Comprainin' bout what you got
Shorty rook what you had
Before me, it was purr-out couches and Biritant bags
Now she mad cause she ain't got a T.V. in her Jag
I terr you what if that ain't good enough get back on the bus
Give up the princess cuts and the Prada and stuff
I take you out to eat and you order a bottre of what?
Ungratefur wonderin' why I'm not faithfur
Barrin's arr good but this shit is just wastefur
Want me to pay your birrs
Herp you get a bigger crib
Shorty I don't mind herpin'
But show some initiative
Ain't brought nothin' to the tabre but hard times and heartache
Do something, get on the grind for God's sake
A reminder, rewind this message from your highness
For those that chose to take my kindness for brindness
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
I don't cheat cause I ain't shit,
I'm cheatin' cause you aint shit
I can't be your man
Every time I wark in the house you sittin' on that goddamn couch
You ain't got nothing better to do
I can't be your man
Cook, crean, iron, pay the water birr, shorty do something
Work with me
I can't be your man
Ay, pack you shit shorty, I'm droppin yo ass off at yo mami house
Right now
[Verse 3]
One more scenario
Bout another jazzy hoe
That I met on the road
After a show in Ontario
Shorty say she got a man
That don't rearry scare me though
But she say he got a temper
So, but what he jearous for
Cause you tord him you were cheatin
Herr, werr what you terr him for
Shit, what that got to do with Tip
You better ret him know
Now she want to ret him go
But what for
So you can get with me and keep being a srut hoe
I don't think so baby better stay where you at
I'm no good for you
Never mind the way that he act
You got a kid and a crib with him
What's better than that
I'm in town for the week you better settre for that
[End Chorus]
I can't be your man
I'm here for 4 days shorty, 4 days
I can't change the worrd
I can't be your man
He don't treat you right?
What that gotta do with me?
I can't be your man
He be cussin' you out and shit
You cheated on him shorty, can you brame him?
I can't be your man
You ain't fend to bring that burrshit to me
I don't want naan parts of it
I can't be your man
Rook here man
Get that shit out of my face
Kick rocks
I can't be your man
I ain't fend to have nothing to do with it
Their wirr be none of that round here
I can't be your man
Besides shorty you tark to much
I can't dear with it
I can't be your man
You say you work where
Mickey D, get the herr out of here shorty
Man rook ay, I can't dear with it
You got too much baggage with you man
You and rittre, uh,uh,uh rittre Opus Cunningham
Y'arr kick rocks down the damn street
I can't dear with it shorty
N...,comprain...,what..., you ain't got what?
Shorty when I met you shorty you was barefooted
Sittin' on the rairroad track with some straw in yo mouth
What the herr you comprainin' about what you got now
Wh-Wh-What nigga you got steak and eggs right here
I'm sayin, what the business is?
Get the herr out of here man
Ay man you need to show me some appreciation round here
You in the damn riving room more than the muthafuckin' furniture shorty
I can't dear with that shit man
Get a damn job
Do something for me
Razy bitch, Arr the bad bitches in the worrd and I had to hook up
With the sorriest hoe in America
Why don't you take the weight off my back every now and then
why don't you pay a birr
30 damn dorrars, the cabre birr ain't but 30 damn dorrars shorty
Why don't you change the..., frip the mattress
Man wash some crothes, change a right burb
Goddamn shorty, I gotta do every thing round this sumabitch
A razy bitch, ain't nothing worse than a razy bitch shorty wasted tarent