Shaun Boothe - Music Man lyrics

[Sample]: "Oh didn't they tell you, not to fall for a music man" [Verse One] [Shaun Boothe]: Uh, Look I'm lovin her, I'm lovin her But I gotta juggle her Cause I'm doin other stuff She doesn't approve She want me to choose Talkin to me rude I'm not in the mood Uh And you know things are bad When every time the phone rings she mad It's like Pavlov She say when I come home drunk I rub her the wrong way And do dumb sh** like roll on the rubber the wrong way Yeah And still every time I do a show She never want me to go I tell her, "You're beautiful But I'm tryna see the globe." She be like "Don't gimme that sh** it's only Peterborough." Heh And na and now she actin' foolish She don't wanna hear it She want me to prove it Sayin', "If you only cared about me like your music." Look call me when you come up with some new sh** [Chorus]: Oh didn't they tell you, (uh huh) Not to fall for a music man (Not to fall, Not to fall) Oh didn't they tell you, not to fall for a music [Verse Two] [Amanda Diva]: Ahhh Star crossed, from the start I shoulda seen it comin' Had the game, in my heart Turnin' somersaults that summer and I Always knew, that I could never ever shine as bright As his limelight Cause once them hits start spinnin' And the hype starts gettin real He forgets you cause you're nothin' To how the fan field makes him feel And though you try to let go He still haunts you fa sho' Cause outta sight outta mind It don't exist When everybody's got his ringtone [Chorus]: Oh didn't they tell you, (They told me) Not to fall for a music man, (Not to fall, Not to fall) Oh didn't they tell you, Not to fall for music man [Shaun Boothe:] Oh yea, (oh yea) My turn, (my turn) I got it, (I got it) She want me to comfort her Under her comforter But I got gigs man Big plans can I do my thing? Damn No she want phone time, she want alone time I can't breathe, she like, "Do that on your own time." Everyday it's always me-me-me-me-me Like a singer tryna find a key Threatin' to leave, oh Oh I see what this is She want me to choose between my hits and my misses Well I don't play that I ain't havin' it She say I'm self absorbed I say I'm pa**ionate Yeah I'm handlin B.I so I hit it and run like a beehive Soon as I'm done she right back to playin P.I Thinkin I'm chasin these groupies Told her you go IT backwards like T.I They be chasin me, and they might grab up a n***a But you my main squeeze, why you gotta make a scene? [Chorus]: Oh didn't they tell you, Not to fall for a music man, (uh huh) Oh didn't they tell you Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on We gonna ride this one out with the keys one time (one time) (Dooo, do do d-d-doo d-doo) Yeah (yeah) Whoo (whoo) Shaun Boothe Amanda Diva