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Chante’s Got A Man Lyrics By Chante Moore

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    chantés got a man
    at home
    it hurts me
    your man’s leaving you all alone
    i can’t help it that your baby’s bad
    creeping out
    cheating on you
    beating on you
    chantés got a man at home
    and he’s so good to me

    i’m sorry that your man ain’t home
    i’m sorry that yours left you alone
    it’s such a shame
    your man is playing games
    and i heard you say
    that men are all the same
    no no no

    pre
    it’s not the truth girl
    cause i got proof girl
    oh i got proof girl
    i got a man at home

    chantés got a man
    at home
    it hurts me
    your man’s leaving you all alone
    i can’t help it that your baby’s bad
    creeping out
    cheating on you
    beating on you
    chantés got a man at home
    and he’s sure good to me

    listen
    now why’d you let him beat you down
    no no what’s up with that
    there’s good men around
    don’t you know
    how beautiful you are inside girl
    and don’t you let nobody
    go and steal your pride
    oh no no i know your thing girl

    pre
    it’s not the truth girl
    cause i got proof girl
    oh i got proof girl
    i got a man at home

    chantés got a man
    at home
    it hurts me
    your man’s leaving you all alone
    i can’t help it that your baby’s bad
    creeping out
    cheating on you
    beating on you
    chantés got a man at home
    and he’s so good to me

    i once was where you are
    thought men were all the same
    but i never gave up hope
    and now my life has changed
    listen to me girls
    one bad apple
    don’t spoil the whole bunch girl
    he always treats me right
    we never fight
    he sends me flowers
    and wines and dines me
    took me home to meet his mama
    how he loves me
    one bad apple
    don’t spoil the whole bunch girl
    give it one more try
    before you give up on love

    chantés got a man
    at home
    it hurts me
    your man’s leaving you all alone
    i can’t help it that your baby’s bad
    creeping out
    cheating on you
    beating on you
    chantés got a man at home
    and he’s so good to me

    spoken
    that’s my man calling me
    hello

    Artist: Chante Moore

    Year: 1999

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 200