Keep your hands

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    I saw you looking with hungry eyes
    Thinking 'bou 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

    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 cha deny
    Don't even question, don't even try
    The boy is mine!

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    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, 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 your own, so you want mine

    You're wasting your time
    His love is all in me
    You're wasting your time
    You're a fool, can't you see

    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 cha deny
    Don't even question, don't even try
    The boy is mine!
    Don't even question, don't even try
    The boy is mine, and don't cha deny
    Don't even question, don't even try
    The boy is mine!

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    Composición: Dessel Wout (Van) y Regi Penxten

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