The rain, rain, (rain) on my face In the rain, rain, to hide my pain, on my Hey I like to go out in the rain, rain, (rain) On my face, in the rain, rain, to hide my pain, on my Hey I like to go out in the See I'm a single black male, dark hair, dark eyes Long walks through a park and a lot of them lives I'm a little bit shaded by a lot of what I see So if you're still interested you should come get at me 'Cause I'm tired of getting shot down, put down and dissed I wanna be picked up, held tight and kissed But things like these don't happen to dudes like me Because I'm more Coldplay than I am Ice-T They say that good girls love bad guys and that might be But a bad girl with a good guy, that's unlikely So what's a man to do to get to hold hands with you? Do I talk shit and stand and look hard with my crew? I don't know what to do, so I drown in my drink It helps to numb the pain, cause when I sit and think about it Eyes get clouded, thoughts get crowded (thoughts get clouded) So I'ma sit right here, wait for you to talk about it In the, c'mon Said she had a boyfriend, just trying to be nice But I've heard the same lines from different women all night Too easy let down, but don't let it get you down Shit, that's what my boys told me, but end of the night I was still sitting lonely, if only I could find 'em Without all the drama, without the one-liners Excuse me miss, hey mam, you got a man, what's ya name? I'm in my mid-twenties so enough with the games Simply put I think you're stunning, and what about some kids? A couple dogs, a couple cars, a four bedroom crib? Look, I'm not trying to jib, I'm just speaking from the heart But we can start with a drink if you wanna play it smart She looking at my boy who got two kids at home and I know how it goes, here's his number telephone and He does the girl's dirty, and I know you're smelling on him But every bitch needs a dog, so I guess that's why you want him I try to be settle, but even flirting got me shook I would never get a smile, all I got was dirty looks And my self-esteem is low enough, I got teased growing up And what I do, I beat 'em up, but that only made me tough It didn't get me girls, or notes in class Same girls who used to tell, when I would pinch their ass But if another boy did it, then they would get wit' it So I pretended the handball was their face when I hit it And I admit it's part the reason why I'm do em like I do And women in my life, there has only been two My mother being one, and the other one is done So my philosophy on dating is; ain't no fun 'Cause they come and they go, and even if they don't cum They still have to go, girl I give the best head But you just wouldn't know, cause you stuck up in some diddy And even if you dissed me, I ain't mad Go on do that yo with yo pretty as You looked better coming Actually, you looked better going than you did coming Her ass is amazing. High five for Jesus Keep making 'em like that Just make 'em with half a brain so maybe they'll talk to me
Writer(s): Malik Deshawn Cox, Dexter Wansel, Patrick Douthit Lyrics powered by