I'm feeling this brother like um   Like a big fat person likes their tums   Like hot crispy cremes, everybody want some   Like Sisqo is feeling girls in thongs   I been feeling this brother like um   Like, like a ghetto brother likes a stack of   Money in his pocket, when it's nice and fat, uh   How he gets it, oh it just don't matter      He's got me so high   I don't know why   I don't know why he's always on my mind   You said to let go and I tried   But I can't let him go   He's so fine   He's got me so wide   Open inside   You keep on saying he has me so blind   Said it's not love   But you lying   Cause I   Have to have him in my life      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      I'm feeling this brother like a rat does cheese   He's filling my needs, I know you don't believe   But every time I see him I cream   So back up, cause he and I are doing big things   I been feeling this brother like I love my checks   Him and I know, are about neck and neck   Hold up   You know that I am joking   To lose him over money I would have to be smoking      He's got me so high   I don't know why   I don't know why he's always on my mind   You said to let go and I tried   But I can't let him go   He's so fine   He's got me so wide   Open inside   You keep on saying he has me so blind   Said it's not love   But you lying   Cause I   Have to have him in my life      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      Man, whatever   (Kandi does he cook you food?)   No, but he manages    To hook up some mean peanut butter and jelly sandwiches   (Well does he clean the house?)   You dreaming now, I got a maid   But that's not what this thing's about   (And does he give you mad doe?)   No   (He's that poor?)   Hold up, watch your mouth ¡®fore you get rolled up   He's my man, I'll be damned if you play him soft   Matter fact just hang up, before you tick me off      (High)   High, oh yeah, yeah   Oh, oh, oh   (He's got me so wide)   So wide, so wide, yeah      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      Hey Kandi   He ain't doin' a thing for you   You know, uh, that his love ain't true   I know what the hell you should do   You need to cut your love off   And show your man who's the boss   So next time he piss you off   Let him go, cause it's not your loss      (You know what, you might be right   But then again, you ain't got a man no damn way   How you gon' tell me?   Whatever   He is the boss)