Whatta Man

Artist：en vogue
Songs Title：whatta man
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta mighty good man!

I wanna take a minute or two, and give much respect to -
To the mans thats made a difference in my world.
And although most men are hoes, he goes on the down-low
Cuz I never heard about him with another girl.
But I dont sweat it because its just pathetic to let it,
Get me involved in that he said she said crowd.
I know that aint nobody perfect, I give props to those who deserve it,
And believe me yall hes worth it.
So heres to the future cuz we got through the past,
I finally found somebody who can make me laugh. ha ha ha
You so crazy...i think I wanna have yo baby.
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man, whatta mighty good man!
My man is smooth like barry, and his voice got bass.
A body like arnold with a denzel face. hes smart like a doctor
With a real good rep, and when he comes home, hes relaxed with pep.
He always got a gift for me everytime I see him.
Alot of snot nose, ex-flames couldnt be him.
He never ran a corny line once to me yet, so I give him stuff
That hell never forget. he keeps me on cloud 9 just like intended.
Hes not a fake wannabe, tryin to be a pimp. he dresses like a
Davadon, but even in jeans, hes a God sent origional,
The man of my jeans.
Yes my man says he loves me, never says he loves me not. not to
Rush me good and touch me in the right spot.
See other guys that Ive had, theyve tried to play all the mac,
But everytime they tried, Ive said thats not it!
But not this man, hes got the right potion, baby rub it down
And make it smooth like lotion. hes the origional highway to
Heaven. from seven to seven hes got me open like 7 eleven, and
Yes its me that hes always choosin. with him Im never loosin,
And he knows that my name is not susan. he always has heavy
Conversation for the mind, whuch means a lot to to me cuz good men
Are hard to find.
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man, whatta might good man!

Whatta mighty mighty good man! know what Im saying? whatta
Might mighty good man yall! yall dont hear me. now check
Him out.
My man gives real lovin, thats why I call him killa. hes not a
Wam bam, thank-you-maam, hes a thrilla. he takes his time,
And does everything right. knocks me out with one shot for
The rest of the night. hes a real smooth brotha, never in a
Rush. and he gives me goose pimples with every single touch, spends
Quality time with his kids when he can. secure in his manhood
Cuz hes a real man. a lover, and a fighter, and hell knock
Another out. dont take him for a sucka, cuz its not what hes
About. everytime I need him, he always got my back. never dis-
Respectful, cuz his momma taught him that.
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man, whatta mighty good man!