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My man is like the sun, he's got that fire,
I know people do fear but still I don't care,
They say, "Be careful cause he's no good"
But listen to my heart, it says, "no girl, no brood!"

They say he's filled with danger, fashionably rude,
But here a little difference as he place' me in the mood,
They say, "Don't go near, he's so damn fierce."
But I say, "Oh no dear, he wipes my tears."

You haven't seen my man, he strikes me a bang!
Every time I see him, my heart goes damn!
The way he walks the taboos, he talks so sharp,
My mind got filled with a tune played with harp.

No, you haven't seen him, haven't seen my man hun,
He's more like an art piece, like "Flaming June" undone.
He tastes like the month of July,
Merlot liquor on his lips - my my!
Yes, All that face, all that body,
All that grace makes me wanna party!

He never plays no smooth,
In veins his blood runs wild.
But he plays with me,
Like forever a child.

They can't look at his eyes,
"Those are glaring", they say.
But staring at those,
God here I pray.
They say, "it's not easy as he's hella tough."
I say, "Save me o' Lord, 'cause I can never get enough."

You are my sun, you make me shine.
Can't thank God enough for
you're,
forever MINE.

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