Hey Kandi

Hello

I'm feeling this brother like hmm

Like a big fat person likes their tums

Like hot Krispy Kremes, everybody wants some

Like Sisqo is feeling girls in thongs

I've been feeling this brother like hmm

Like a, like a ghetto brother likes a stack

Of money in his pocket when it's nice and fatter

How he gets it, oh, it just don't matter

He's got me so high

I don't know why

I don't know why he's always on my mind

You said to let go and I tried

But I can't let him go, he's so fine

He's got me so wide, open inside

You keep on saying he has me so blind

You said it's not love but you lying

'Cause I have to have him in my life

Hey, Kandi

He ain't doing a thing for you

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

You need to cut your love off (what?)

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss

I'm feeling this brother like a rat does cheese

He's filling my needs, I know you don't believe

But every time I see him I cream

So back up, 'cause he and I are doing big things

I've been feeling this brother like I love my checks

Him and my dough are about neck and neck

Hold up, you know that I'm joking

To choose him over money

I would have to be smoking

He's got me so high, high

I don't know why he's always on my mind

You said to let go and I tried

But I can't let him go, he's so fine

He's got me so wide, open inside

You keep on saying he has me so blind

You said it's not love but you lying

'Cause I have to have him in my life

Hey, Kandi

He ain't doing a thing for you

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

You need to cut your love off

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss

Hey Kandi

He ain't doing a thing for you

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

You need to cut your love off

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss

Man, whatever

(Kandi does he cook you food?)

No, but he manages

To hook up some mean peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

(Well does he clean the house?)

You dreaming now, I got a maid

But that's not what this thing's about

(And does he give you mad doe?)

No

(He's that poor?)

Hold up, watch your mouth 'fore you get rolled up

He's my man, I'll be damned if you play him soft

Matter fact just hang up, before you tick me off

High, oh yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

He's got me so wide

So wide, so wide, yeah

Hey, Kandi (what?)

He ain't doing a thing for you

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

You need to cut your love off

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off (Piss me off)

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss (My loss, my loss)

Hey, Kandi

He ain't doing a thing for you (For me)

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

(You think you know what I should do, do)

You need to cut your love off

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off (Piss me off)

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss (Not my loss)

Hey Kandi

He ain't doing a thing for you

You know that his love ain't true

I know what the hell you should do

You need to cut your love off

And show your man who's the boss

So next time he piss you off

Let him go 'cause it's not your loss

You know what, you might be right

But then again, you ain't got a man no damn way

How you goin' tell me?

Whatever

He is the boss