She Don't Want A Man Lyrics - Weekend At Burnies - Curren$y

[Verse 1] 

She was a little red Corvette, fast as hell, turned heads on the set 

Pretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough sex 

Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets, 

This particular evening she wanted to ride jets 

Even though I now shawty was bad news, I played it cool 

Vowing to never turn sucker like them other dudes 

Misreading signals, attachment issues, 

Getting way too into the grip of the vagina lips 

Got homies searching for relationships, 

She not tryna hear my type of bitch 

She ran a story to me over grape juice and ciroc sips 

Married to a doctor, cuddle master 

Don't f-ck her just buy her her anything tryna satisfy her 

On the low, she f-cking his partners, feel her boys inside her 

Cause she weren't f-cking with a rider 

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[Chorus] 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

[Verse 2] 

From talking it out to the parking lot 

From the parking lot to my safe house 

Tommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti, this is New Jack City 

Most bitches aint ready 

But Shawty aint tripping, she was living already 

My f-ck game impressive so she come back steady. 

The shit, while heavy I can carry it 

Cant get too far I mean this isnt marriage bitch 

She roll doobies as I paddle shift 

We f-ck, watch movies, end up getting too groovy 

And then we smash again, she talking about him 

How she feel bad about feeling so good, by giving me the ass 

Bout how if she could, she a tell a nigga everything to get it off her chest 

But she don't want see him, man, 

Collecting her underwear from the rooms of my pad 

Photos 

She got dressed and left in a flash 

But she saying she be back! 

[Chorus] 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

[Verse 3] 

Couple days roll by, Shawty callin' askin' if I have time 

To put a couple in the air I was like, yeah 

We could fly ? theres plenty over here 

She fell through like always 

We broke it down in the hallway 

She bossed her way back she dont crawl her way 

Her body designed Frank Cartier 

Say something talking heavy on her heart today 

Telling her the situation is wrong and she should walk away 

Cause her feelings was coming into play 

Affecting her home life in all kinda ways 

Her man askin her whats wrong she don't know what to say, 

But she do got a union to save 

But she in love with the lust that we've made 

She had far too much she could say 

That f-cking me was a perfect mistake 

[Chorus] 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck 

He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up 

She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck