[Foreign Content]      At the bar when this six foot star   Came walking my way   He said shorty your looking kinda bored   Do you mind if I stay      My best friend said you gotta talk   'Cause I think he plays for Atlanta Hawks   But I can't play, maybe someday   But right now I'm okay      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at, see)      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at)      I gotta man and he may not be a baller   But he's so good to me   He's around, pick up every time I call him   And he makes me so happy      See there's this guy from New York   That I know wanna be with me   Got it all, plenty ends   Plenty friends from my house in Miami      Takes lots of trips, wanted me to go   And then one day I had to let him go   It sounds good and it's real sweet   But my man's all I need      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at, see)      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at)      I gotta man and he may not be a baller   But he's so good to me   He's around, pick up every time I call him   And he makes me so happy      I don't want nobody else plus   He's perfect for me that's what's up   Can't nobody do it better   No worries and I'm happy      He's all that I need, all I want   He's perfect for me that what's up   Can't nobody love me better   No worries and I'm happy      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at, see)      I gotta man   (What's that got to do with me?)   I gotta man   (I'm not tryin' to hit at)      I gotta man and he may not be a baller   But he's so good to me   He's around pick up every time I call him   And he makes me so happy      [Foreign Content]