Talking ’Bout Me

Lyrics

[Chorus: Focus... & (Kandi)] My woman's gotta have skills in the kitchen She's gotta keep it real with nothing missing (You talkin' bout me) And when she hanging with her girls, getting tipsy She call me where she at and say she miss me (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like 'right now' (You talkin' bout me?) And when a brother's goin' through some of that raw stuff She got my back like 'sho nuff (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) [Verse 1: Kandi] As a woman, it's my job To make sure my man is happy Always assure him That he has all that he needs in me As a woman, it's my job To make sure he's so satisfied Keep it tight, day and night So that I never have to worry 'bout him straying [Pre-Chorus: Kandi] See I'm a real woman who wants a real man And when I find him, I'm gonna keep him all I can You'll never catch me stressin' him You'll only find me lovin' him I'm a real woman who wants a real man And when I meet him, I'll give him all I can You'll never find me tripping on him I'll only be giving love to him [Chorus: Focus... & (Kandi)] My woman's gotta have skills in the kitchen She's gotta keep it real with nothing missing (You talkin' bout me) And when she hanging with her girls, getting tipsy She call me where she at and say she miss me (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like 'right now' (You talkin' bout me?) And when a brother's goin' through some of that raw stuff She got my back like 'sho nuff (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) [Verse 2] Every man wants a woman Who really has the skill to cook his meals Mac and cheese, collard greens, cream corn, baked beans I'm a Southern lady, my cooking's got him crazy I hear they all want a woman Who can rock 'em all night, make 'em feel right Do a lot of tricks and keep him hyped You know, the housewife freak type [Pre-Chorus: Kandi] See I'm a real woman who wants a real man And when I find him, I'm gonna keep him all I can You'll never catch me stressin' him You'll only find me lovin' him I'm a real woman who wants a real man And when I meet him, I'll give him all I can You'll never find me tripping on him I'll only be giving love to him [Chorus: Focus... & (Kandi)] My woman's gotta have skills in the kitchen She's gotta keep it real with nothing missing (Oh, you talkin' bout me) And when she hanging with her girls, getting tipsy She call me where she at and say she miss me (Uh-huh, you talkin' bout me) She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like 'right now' (You talkin' bout me) And when a brother's goin' through some of that raw stuff She got my back like 'sho nuff (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) My woman's gotta have skills in the kitchen She's gotta keep it real with nothing missing (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) And when she hanging with her girls, getting tipsy She call me where she at and say she miss me (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like 'right now' (Mmm, you talkin' bout me) And when a brother's goin' through some of that raw stuff She got my back like 'sho nuff (I don't think you heard...) [Bridge] You talkin' bout me? 'Bout me? Boy, don't you see That you talking 'bout me, 'bout me Boy don't you see? [Verse 3: DAKS] Real, check it out From the first time I met her, I knew she was heaven sent (Uh-huh) After bomb sex, it's been on ever since (Damn) Caramel complexion, lips sweet as candy Perfect vision, standing in the t-shirt and panties From the kitchen to the sheets, and next to me at the Grammy's Thinking "damn, got a best friend like Brandy" Never stressing when I run the streets with my family Sometimes it seems she's the only one that understands me No need to creep, she knows what I like On top of that, keeps me laced from my neck to my Nikes Got my back when I'm [?], holds me close on cold nights Accepts my collects, [?] spoiled wife Searching my whole life for Ms. Right Home-cooked meals and good sex, just a little bit of spice With my luck, I know I only get one in this world And thus Westside riders love big Southern girls [Chorus: Focus... & (Kandi)] My woman's gotta have skills in the kitchen She's gotta keep it real with nothing missing (Yeah, you talkin' bout me) And when she hanging with her girls, getting tipsy She call me where she at and say she miss me (Uh-huh, you talkin' bout me) She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like 'right now' (Uh, you talkin' bout me) And when a brother's goin' through some of that raw stuff She got my back like 'sho nuff (Oh yeah, you talkin' bout me)