I saw you looking with hungry eyes
Thinking 'bout A free ticket to paradise
But listen up,i got news for you
He my lover,he my boo
He's so sweet,a natural high
All dressed up,looking fly
You won't succeed,now that's for sure
'cause I can give him so much more
I know your kind,what goes on in your mind
You can't have your own,so you want mine
Chorus:
Keep your hands of my man
Keep your hands of MY man
The boy is mine
Don't you understand?
Don't even question
Don't even try
The boy is mine
And don't you deny
Don't even question
Don't even try
The boy is mine
I saw you talking all that jazz
But you ain't got no style,no class
Listen up,newsflash for you:
He my lover,he my boo
He's my soldier,dressed to kill
Never let's me pay the bill
It's not going down,now that's for sure
I know his sweet spot,yeah,right there
I know your kind,what goes on in your mind
You can't have my own,so you wan't mine
You wasting your time
His love is all in me
You wasting your time
Your a fool can't you see
Chorus
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Don't even question
Don't even try
The boy is mine
And don't you deny
Don't even question
Don't even try
The boy is mine
Writer(s): Reginald Paul Stefan Penxten, Wout Van Dessel
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