Shaun Boothe Lyrics - Music Man lyrics

Music Man lyrics (Lyrics)

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[Intro:]
Music-
Music-
Music Man

Oh didnt they tell you, not to fall for a music man

[Shaun Boothe:]
Uh, Look...
Im lovin her, Im lovin her,
But I gotta juggle her,
Cause Im doin other stuff-
She doesnt approve
She want me to choose,
Talkin to me rude
Im not in the mood,
Uh-
And ye know things are bad,
When every time the phone rings she mad,
Its like Pavla [?]
She say when I come home drunk,
I rub er the wrong way
And do dumb shit like roll on the rubber the wrong way, (wrong way, wrong way)
Yeah,
N still every time I do a show
She never want me to go
I tell her ya beautiful
But Im tryna see tha globe
She be like-
Dont gimme that shit its only Peterbrough - Heh
And nuttin nah she actin foolish,
She dont wanna hear it,
She want me to prove it,
Sayin if you only cared about me like your music,
Look call me when you come up with some new shit.

[Chorus:]
Oh didnt th ey tell you, (uh huh) Not to fall for a music man, (Not to fall, Not to fall) Oh didnt they tell you, Not to fall for a music -

[Amanda Diva:]
Ahhh
(Dooo, do do d-d-doo d-doo)
Star crossed, from the start - I shoulda seen it comin- (uh huh)
Had the game, in my heart - turnin summersaults that summer and I -
Always knew, that I could neva ever shine as bright-
As his limelight
Cause once them hits start spinnin
And the hype starts gettin real-
He forgets you cause youre nothin
To how the fan field makes him feel-
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And though you try to let go,
He still haunts you fa sho,
Cause outta sight outta mind,
It dont exist-
When everybodys got his ringtone

Oh didnt they tell you, (They told me) Not to fall for a music man, (Not to fall, Not to fall)
Oh didnt they tell you, Not to fall for music man

[Shaun Boothe:]
Oh yea, (oh yea)
My turn, (my turn)
I got it, (I got it)< br>
She want me to comfort her,
Under her comforter,
But I got gigs man-
Big plans can I do my thing -damn-
No she want phone time, she want alone time,
I cant read- she like do that on your own time
Everyday its always me-me-me-me-me
Like a singer tryna find a key,
Threatin to leave, oh-
Oh I see what this is she want me to choose between my hits and my misses,
Well I dont play that,
I aint havin that,
She say Im self absorbed-
I say Im passionate,
Yeah-
Im handlin B.I so I hit it n run like a beehive
Soon as Im done she right back to playin P.I,
Thinkin Im chasin these groupies,
Told her you go IT backwards like T.I,
They be chasin me, N they might grab up a nigga,
But you my main squeeze, why you gotta make a scene... (why you gotta make a scene)

Oh didnt they tell you, Not to fall for a music man, (uh huh) Oh didnt they tell you
Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on,
We gonna ride this one out with the keys one time (one time)
(Dooo, do do d-d-doo d-doo)
Yeah (yeah)
Whoo (whoo)

Shaun Boothe
Amanda Diva

(Get Dough)