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Sanoja: Salt 'N' Pepa. Very Necessary. Whatta Man.


Yeah, yeah (ooo)
Uh, hey hey
All right, yeah
Oooo
CHORUS:
What a man, what a man, what a man,
What a mighty good man (we've got the same again now)
What a man, what a man, what a man,
What a mighty good
man (he's a mighty mighty good man)
What a man, what
a man, what a man,
What a mighty good man (yes he is)
What a man, what a man, what a man,
What a mighty good
man (yes)
I wanna take a minute or two, and give much
respect due
To the man that's made a difference in my
world
And although most men are ho's he flows on the
down low
Cuz I never heard about him with another girl
But I don't sweat it because it's just pathetic
To let it get me involved in that he said/ she said crowd
I know that ain't nobody perfect
I give props to
those who deserve it
And believe me y'all, he's
worth it
So here's to the future cuz we got through
the past
I finally found someone that can make me laugh
(Ha ha ha) You so crazy
I think I wanna have your baby

chorus:
what a man, what a man, what man
what
a mighty, mighty good man (yes he is)
what a man, what a
man, what a man
what a mighty, mighty good man (he's a
mighty, mighty good man)
what a man, what a man, what a
man
what a mighty, mighty good man ( we've got the
same again now)
what a mighty good man (yes)

My
man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass
A body
like Arnold with a Denzel face
He's smart like a
doctor with a real good rep
And when he comes home
he's relaxed with Pep
He always got a gift for me
every time I see him
A lot of snot-nosed ex-flames
couldn't be him
He never ran a corny line once to me
yet
So I give him stuff that he'll never forget
He keeps me on Cloud Nine just like the Temps
He's
not a fake wannabe tryin' to be a pimp
He dresses like
a dapper don, but even in jeans
He's a God-sent
original, the man of my dreams
Yes, my man says he loves
me, never says he loves me not
Tryin' to rush me good
and touch me in the right spot
See other guys that
I've had, they tried to play all that macshit
But
every time they tried I said, "That's not it"
But not
this man, he's got the right potion
Baby, rub it down
and make it smooth like lotion
Yeah, the ritual highway to
heaven
From seven to seven he's got me open like Seven
Eleven
And yes, it's me that he's always
choosin'
With him I'm never losin', and he
knows that my name is notSusan
He always has heavy
conversation for the mind
Which means a lot to me cuz good
men are hard to find

CHORUS
what a man, what a
man, what a man
what a mighty, mighty good man (he's a
mighty, mighty good man)
what a man, what a man, what a
man
what a mighty, mighty good man (we've got the same
again now)
what a man, what a man, what a man
what a
mighty, mighty good man (yeah)

My man gives real
loving that's why I call him Killer
He's not a
wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am, he's a thriller
He
takes his time and does everything right
Knocks me out with
one shot for the rest of the night
He's a real smooth
brother, never in a rush
And he gives me goose pimples with
every single touch
Spends quality time with his kids when
he can
Secure his manhood cuz he's a real man
A
lover and a fighter and he'll knock a knucker out
Don't take him for a sucker cuz that's not what
he's about
Every time I need him, he always got my
back
Never disrespectful cuz his mama taught him that
CHORUS