Neighbors know this shit get out of hand, but they smile
'Cause you been so long without a man
And it won't be, and it won't be long
'Til you're out of bands
The only thing you really need is a husband
The only thing you really need is a husband
The only thought you ever need is "I trust him"
All your dreams, all your goals
It's promised with this ring I have in my hands
The main thing a nigga got is these plans
Gotta plan for us, gotta plan to grow
Gotta plan for homes, gotta plan for bad times
Gotta plan for good times, gotta plan for hood times
Gotta plan for hook crimes, gotta plan for trust
Gotta plan for lust, gotta plan for Beverly Hills
You know that's where they at (Uh, uh)
You know that's where they at, Beverly Hills
You know that's where they at
I don't really wanna go back to that
If I do, I know I'm goin' back to back
Breakin' backs and back
Imagine that, that is half of that, so I handle that
All you really need is a husband, show you love him
Let him touch you, let him rub you, let him hug you
Let him thug you, let him hold you down
All you really need is a husband who gon' touch you
Who gon' rub you, who gon' hug you?
Who gon' kiss you, who gon' miss you with no issue?
With no issue, it no issue