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Marques Houston – He Aint Me lyrics
This is mattress music
And I am Marques Houston
You know that your ***** can't do it like this
[Verse:]
He ain't got a flow like this
And he ain't got that stroke like this
And he can't curl them toes like this
I'm telling you the truth girl
And he can't make you scream like this
And he can't make you cream like this
Fulfill your s*** dreams like this
And I'm telling you the truth girl
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things that I do (he can't do the things that I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
[Verse 2:]
He can't lay you on your back like this
Make your body react like this
He can't make that *** clap like this
I'm telling you the truth girl
Have you coming out your clothes like this
He can't pull your clothes like this
He can't make your love explode like this
And I'm telling you the truth girl
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things like I do (yeah)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (what I got to do)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like oh oh)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
[Bridge:]
Just ask the bed
Just ask the dresser
Just ask the curtains
Hold on to the bed tight
I will be rocking up in this mother******
I will be rocking up in this mother******
So just go on ahead and be real with yourself
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (and you know he can't you know he can't)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (for sure he can't, for sure he can't no)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (no no, no no, no no, no no he can't do it like this)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (you know your ***** can't do it like this, you know your ***** can't do it like this)
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (you know that your ***** can't do it like this)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this
(You know that your ***** can't do it like this)
And I am Marques Houston
You know that your ***** can't do it like this
[Verse:]
He ain't got a flow like this
And he ain't got that stroke like this
And he can't curl them toes like this
I'm telling you the truth girl
And he can't make you scream like this
And he can't make you cream like this
Fulfill your s*** dreams like this
And I'm telling you the truth girl
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things that I do (he can't do the things that I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
[Verse 2:]
He can't lay you on your back like this
Make your body react like this
He can't make that *** clap like this
I'm telling you the truth girl
Have you coming out your clothes like this
He can't pull your clothes like this
He can't make your love explode like this
And I'm telling you the truth girl
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things like I do (yeah)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (what I got to do)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like oh oh)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
[Bridge:]
Just ask the bed
Just ask the dresser
Just ask the curtains
Hold on to the bed tight
I will be rocking up in this mother******
I will be rocking up in this mother******
So just go on ahead and be real with yourself
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (and you know he can't you know he can't)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (for sure he can't, for sure he can't no)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (no no, no no, no no, no no he can't do it like this)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (you know your ***** can't do it like this, you know your ***** can't do it like this)
[Chorus:]
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't
He can't do them things like I do (he can't do the things like I do)
He can't touch your body like I do (he can't touch your body like I do)
Tell me what I got to do to prove to you (so what I got to do to prove to you)
That he ain't me
You know that your ***** can't do it like this (you know that your ***** can't do it like this)
You know that your ***** can't do it like this
(You know that your ***** can't do it like this)
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