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| Mya
: How You Gonna Tell Me |
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See every time me and my man get into a fight
This girl is giving her advice
She wanna say that he ain't no good
And she thinks I should get another man in my life
But I don't see how she gon' tell me
What she think a man should or should not be
Cause her love life ain't right
She needs to get it tight
Before she be steppin' to me
1 - Now come on
If you've been divorced more than twice
And you wanna give advice about my love life
Oh no, you can just forget that
I don't need that
So you can just go ahead and keep that
And if you always lookin' a mess
But yet you wanna tell me how to dress
Oh no, I don't wanna hear that
I won't take that
So you can just go ahead and save that
2 - At least if you're gonna try and give advice
About my life have your own shit right
Cause you ain't even livin' what you preach to me
So please, how you gonna tell me?
At least if you're gonna try and give advice
About my life have your own shit right
Cause you ain't even livin' what you preach to me
So please, how you gonna tell me?
Tell me why do I find that the blind
Is always trying to lead the blind
They always got something to say every day
About the way you do your thing
But I don't see how they gon' tell me
What I need or how I need to be
Cause if they ain't doing what I wanna do
Living like I wanna live
I don't wanna hear it
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
You 'bout to lose your house and your ride too
Cause you don't handle business like you should do
But you know how to fix my thang (my thang)
You dropped out of school in the eleventh grade
Strippin' every day just so you could get paid
But you know how to fix my thang
How you gonna tell me, yeah?
Whoa!
Repeat 2 (2x)
But if you wanna give advice
Give advice about my life
Make sure that your shit is tight
How you gonna tell me?
But if you wanna give advice
Give advice about my life
Make sure that your shit is tight
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