Rochelle Jordan
You Ain’t My Man
[Verse 1: Rochelle Jordan]
How do i explain this thing
You got some fucked up ways
Always complaining
All up in my face and
We ain't even official yet
Ain't official yet
What about this girl what about that
What about whatever cause you're missing that fact
That i rock that single status-

I live on my own boy
Yeah you live on your own boy
Ain't not ring involved
I do whatever I want boy
Talking bout where i be
Why don't you MYOB-Ez
Feel me?
Gotta pay the toll boy shit ain't free

Dont wanna fight
Why you got to be like this tonight
Im here talking, your there clocking
Wanna have control boy that can't fly
No that can't fly
Thats for the birds I'm a plane in the sky
And I fly high, so if you can't handle it
Bye bye
Checking my phone
Making sure I'm alone
Its kinda creepy though
Makes me sweat
You're bugging out should be doing your thing
Ain't official yet..
Ain't official yet..
You ain't my man

[Hook]
Why you got to be so mad about it
Boy you act like you already have it
This my shit don't worry bout it
I dont understand yo I dont understand
I dont understand yo,tell me why you mad
Why you got to be so mad about it
Boy you act like you already have it
It's my shit don't worry bout it
Cause you ain't my man
Let me help you understand yeah
You ain't my man

[Verse 2: Rochelle Jordan]
How do I explain this thing
Boy let me know if you're listening
Won't leave me alone
Acting like you own
Like you in control
But it ain't official
Ain't official yet
What I got to do to get into you're head
You're always flipping out when i'm going out
Baby take it down or somewhere else kid
Im just doing me boy why ain't you doing you
Its a big ole world quit acting like its just me and you
I know you're feeling me
But why can't you take it down be easy
Feel me
You got a girl feeling like she's old and married
I dont want to fight
But why you got to bring this mess in my life
I just wanna live, and you're throwing fits
You're a hit and miss, baby this ain't right
No this ain't right
And boy I'm about to turn a blind eye
You keep stressing me out about nothing
About nothing
Let me tell you something boy
We had our time
Time well spent
But why you smothering me, thats what I don't get
Cause you ain't my man
[Hook]

[Outro]
No, you ain’t my man
You ain’t my man
Why you gotta be so mad about it?
Boy, you act like you already have it
This my shit, don’t worry about it