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Testo Bragger
Testo Bragger
He's got the look, he's got the touch
He's got the arms that make me clutch
And he's not one to make a scene
But he deserves the spotlight
He ain't from ‘round this side of town
But he fits in to every crowd
And he knows how to do my body and my heart right
I know a lady should always be modest
But I'm just being honest
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
I've got his nights, I've got his name
There ain't no shame in this girl's game
If he was yours, you'd do the same Without apologizing
And he'll never tell you he don't want attention
But he's just too damn good not to mention
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (Hey-ey-ey; I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
If he were a wine, he'd be the shelf at the top (Top)
If he were a house, he'd be the end of the block (Block)
Walked up to my heart and went, "Knock, knock, knock"
So I've got to show him off
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker (He is)
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
He's got the arms that make me clutch
And he's not one to make a scene
But he deserves the spotlight
He ain't from ‘round this side of town
But he fits in to every crowd
And he knows how to do my body and my heart right
I know a lady should always be modest
But I'm just being honest
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
I've got his nights, I've got his name
There ain't no shame in this girl's game
If he was yours, you'd do the same Without apologizing
And he'll never tell you he don't want attention
But he's just too damn good not to mention
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (Hey-ey-ey; I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
If he were a wine, he'd be the shelf at the top (Top)
If he were a house, he'd be the end of the block (Block)
Walked up to my heart and went, "Knock, knock, knock"
So I've got to show him off
I don't wanna be a bragger
But my man's a heart attacker (He is)
Like McConaughey and Jagger
Hotter than a Saturday night
I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time)
I understand why you would want him (I don't mind)
And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after
'Cause all that really matters is he's mine
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