[Chorus]
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls

[Verse 1: Topaz Jones]
Uh, what else did you expect me to do?
Somethin' special in them jeans, they be stretchin' the truth
She put a pep in the step of the Pepé Le Pews
And had the reverend sweatin', half thе choir lept from the pew
Uh, if you bring hеr home to momma, bet she'll never approve
Plus she love to ask about the one that you've been exclusive with
Cross her, that could be the nail in yo' crucifix
I hear the tick-tockin' now time to lock it down
Your homies sayin' don't commit, n***a, shop around
Birds flock around, we flirt a bit
But soon as I find time for us to kick it, then I'm Charlie Brown
Uh, and what's the cause of it?
If it's a fatal attraction, what's the laws of it?
I really need the attention, give me all of it
I flick it up for the freaks, I bet they all love it, yeah

[Chorus]
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
[Verse 2: Topaz Jones]
I used to say "When I get older I'll have all the hoes"
But my momma raised me right so I don't call them hoes
I mean I call em but it's just on some platonic shit
At least until the chronic lit, gin and tonic mix
You ain't the man unless you got a chick for every occasion
Milkshake from McDonald's thick, or skinny and basic
And subtractin' an ex never in the equation
No better than cavemen, had me trippin' tryna step with Temptations
But I could have two left feet and no rhythm
If she did give a sec to me, it's no kiddin'
Could tell it in her eyes, need umbrellas for her cries
She been tellin' little lies the size of Nicole Kidman
And I have to, do whatever for that woo-woo-woo
They boo-hooin while I boo-who you?
Need somethin' new, yeah, need somethin' new

[Chorus]
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
I really wanna be your lover
But I can never make up my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls
[Verse 3: Topaz Jones]
Found a fast track for paper, she made of plastic
Now a hourglass, her shape lookin' elastic
Not a hour passed without the shouts and harassment
Got a lotta followers hollerin' for a pic or
At least an at to acknowledge them
Uh, teach a college course on her collagen
Got endorsements and sponsors
And they promisin' a bag at the doorstep for the promo
It's like her big ol' Rihanna forehead is a logo
But so goes the saga
If she can make more than her momma
While walkin' in them clunky Balenciagas
Who am I to judge it?
These rappers trickin' 'til they out of budget
Just to get attention when they out in public
This what it come with, how you love it?
Or how you love anyone in particular when they comin' in hundreds?
We was raised to be the hunters
And providers for our mothers if our Fathers didn't love us
Our sisters who get the brunt of it
Run through bitches just for the fun of it
Uh, yeah, at what point you had enough of it?
Settle down, you know, the husband bit? Ah!
Yeah, this the culture I was accustomed with
We tried adjustin' but we couldn't get the cuffs to fit
And she be quick to fisticuffs when we discussin' it
Keep it a stack with you, brick by brick, we'll build the trust again