Man a bad man
I wanna big up to my homies out there, you know
All my ladies, you're the true players, ha, ha
(We don't cry, we don't cry)
Y'all wrote the game, you know what I mean?
There's nothing like
the sweetest wine, the sweetest time
She always get the sweetest shine
Whenever time she start feel sexy
That's when she find,
she take up her phone and a text me
Normally me name a call, she scream and bawl
Finger nail a scratch up wall
My jump off is normally easy, but tonight it's like
She take charge and a freak me
She start make me eye them roll
Me toe them a fold, me lose control, I need console
Seems like she flip the script
Wait for the right time and then she flip that switch
For her I had a little devotion
See I'm a true player and we don't show emotion
Now is this the moment I fear?
I started with care, I'm shedding a tear
No way, bad man don't cry
No way, bad man don't cry
Yo, later I was at the club, rub a dub
I'm with some chicks having fun
Was feeling a little bit tipsy
Order couple of bottles, couple of models was with me
That's when I seen her walking slow
All of a sudden I just started feeling low
She had some dude on her arm
And I'm thinking 'bout causing bodily harm
My emotions start going crazy
I normally [? ] bwoy with them tease and a phrase me
It seems I was catching feelings
The right thing to do now is to cut off dealings
She didn't even look my way
I so got played, I felt betrayed, so deep that played
It felt like she twisted that knife
How one boom slam can really change one's life
No way, bad man don't cry
No way, bad man don't cry
Now if you're feeling
what I'm feeling just put up your hand
You don't want admit it well, I understand
You gotta confront these feelings
'Cause this's the only way
you can start the healing
It really wasn't part of my plan
So make a gyal know say that man I'm a man
I know a lot of players be scheming
And when she ignores you, you walk off steaming
No way, bad man don't cry, yeah, yeah
No way, bad man don't cry
No way, bad man don't cry
No way, bad man don't cry