Changing Faces

Changing Faces - Ladies Man lyrics

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[Intro:]

Hey, hey, yo, is this thing on?

Oh, for a second there

I thought that I was the only

Whose man put his car before his girl

Put his friends before the relationship

But I guess these are the things

We just gotta deal with, huh

Stood me up for the thousandth time

Said he was running 'round

He was crazy busy at the studio

I wanted to key his car, cut his clothes

I wanted him to die

But then he slipped in for a second

And he hit it and he made it alright

Oh, yeah, yeah

He's a ladies man, a playboy

Smooth talkin', (ooh) doe, trickin' ho

Pimpin', gotta go, gotta roll tight

Was the same excuse

Used every trick in the book

Game no good, shoo

But I love this man

He's a ladies man, a playboy

Smooth talkin', (ooh) doe, trickin' ho

Pimpin', gotta go, gotta roll tight

Was the same excuse

Used every trick in the book

Game no good, shoo

But I love this man

Any girl would come and say that I'm a fool

Girl don't trip, cuz you know

That it done happened to you

You done ran into a guy

That had your head all messed up

Got you comin' out your clothes

Talkin' you out your drawers

And then never fall in love

He's a ladies man, a playboy

Smooth talkin', (ooh) doe, trickin' ho

Pimpin', gotta go, gotta roll tight

Was the same excuse

Used every trick in the book

Game no good, shoo

But I love this man

He's a ladies man, a playboy

Smooth talkin', (ooh) doe, trickin' ho

Pimpin', gotta go, gotta roll tight

Was the same excuse

Used every trick in the book

Game no good, shoo

But I love this man

I know he got another girl

(I know he got another girl)

Know he ain't always at work

(Not at work, ain't at work)

I know he really got the pay

(He was workin' studio)

I know about the games he play

(I done played those before)

I ain't one who didn't know

Sometimes you gotta play the role

Never made me feel like I'm a ho

But he made me feel like I'm all woman

He's a ladies man, a playboy

Smooth talkin', (ooh) doe, trickin' ho

Pimpin', gotta go, gotta roll tight

Was the same excuse

Used every trick in the book

Game no good, shoo

But I love this man

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