Pretty sure I saw his daddy slippin' a 50
When I pulled into the drive
I think I'd have to down a couple bottles of whiskey
For him to get lucky tonight
Baby, yeah, I promise I'm not tryna be rude
But I'd rather do anything else than be with you
'Cause I'm so done with messing around and leaving
Alone after turning them down, and baby
I'm tired of making them try to understand
I want a six, three, mercy me, I can't even speak
Makes me weak, taking care of me
Knowing what I need kinda man
It's been a couple weeks, and I'm already exhausted
From tyrna keep his feelings in check
Slamming doors and crying, neighbors think that he's lost it
They haven't seen the half of it yet
Momma should've done a better job with you
Baby, I don't wanna have to raise you too
'Cause I'm so done with messing around and leaving
Alone after turning them down, and baby
I'm tired of making them try to understand
I want a six, three, mercy me, I can't even speak
Makes me weak, taking care of me
Knowing what I need kinda man
What's a girl gotta do? I'm not asking for much
What's a girl gotta do for a genuine touch?
Oh, what's a girl gotta do? I'm not asking for much
What's a girl gotta do, what's a girl gotta do?
'Cause I'm so done with messing around and leaving
Alone after turning them down, and baby
I'm tired of making them try to understand
I want a so sweet, brings the heat, little older than me
Dots his I's and crosses T's, knowing what I need, yeah
Six, three, mercy me, I can't even speak
Makes me weak, taking care of me
Knowing what I need kinda man
