Don't Mess With My Man
f/ Jagged Edge

{Spoken}
Uh, I like it baby (yeah)
Uh, one time for the club (ye-eah)
Two time for my thugs, uh-huh
Three times for my ladies, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon (ooh, oh)
Uh, Nivea y'all.. JE y'all... (oooh)
Uh-uh, JE y'all

{Nivea}
It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me
So I'm tellin everybody let him be
Cause he's mine and I can't take no pigeons tryna take my baby
So I thought I had to let you know
Find someone that you can call your own
Cause now you're walkin in the danger zone
And if I touch you I'll be wrong

If you mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own man

{JE}
It was hard to find a girl that's really down for me
Seems like a lot of niggas tryin me
Cause they tryna take my baby, oh what the hell nah!
So now you really better check yourself
Messin with my girl is bad for your health and
So you know you will be dealt with
Better find your own girl

If you mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own girl

{Nivea}
Girl I'm warning you, if you want my man
You should just keep your hands to yourself, now-now

{JE}
And playa I'm warning you, if you want my girl
I suggest that you look but don't touch, now-now

{N} It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me, don't mess with my man
{JE} It's hard to find a girl that's really down for me, don't mess with my girl
{N} Hard to find a brotha that was down for me, don't mess with my man
{JE} So hard to find a girl that's down for me, don't mess with my girl

{Nivea}
If you mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own man

{JE}
If you mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own girl

{Nivea}
If you mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my man, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own man

{JE}
If you mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Don't mess with my girl, I'ma be the one to break it to ya
Here's a little advice for you, find your own girl

It's always fun around the Nash household. (extreme sarcasm) He is sexy as hell, but has a terrible attitude at times. Which brings us to what happened tonight. My dear husband was practically demanding that we go out dancing with some of his friends. Considering his leg wasn't completely healed from surgery, and I was just getting over a cold, I didn't think it was a good idea. Of course, telling the great Kevin Nash that he couldn't do something was unheard of. We argued for two hours before I finally said, "fine. We'll go, but when your ass is back in the wheel chair, don't expect me to baby you." "You know you love taking care of me." "Fuck you, asshole." He just gave me a cocky smile, as he walked off to get ready.

The ride to the Grasshopper was very quiet. In fact, I still haven't talked to him. I've done everything I could think of to piss him off, so we could go home. I've even been spending most of my time with his best friend, Scott. He's pissed, but not ready to leave.

Scott and I stand. Kevin grabs my hand, and says, "where are you going?" "We're going to dance," I say as I pull my hand away. His face slowly turns red as he glares at Scott and me. I guess the fact that we were going to dance to Dilemma by Nelly (a song about a woman falling for a man behind her husbands back) was getting on his last nerve. We walked out to the dance floor, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. As I lay my hands on his shoulders, I look at Kevin, who has an angry scowl on his face. I give him a cocky smile, as I turn my attention back to Scott. As we dance to the slow song, our bodies come closer together, until I wrap my arms around his neck.

I look at Kevin, again, but his attention was drawn to the woman who had just wrapped her arms around his neck, and waving her tits in his face. I let go of Scott, and walk back to the table. I tap the woman on her shoulder. "Excuse me, you look so familiar... What's your name?" "Sandra." "Well, Sandra, if you would like to keep your arms, you had better get them off of my husband!" "Husband?" "Did I stutter?" "Yeah, right. Like he would marry you." I grab a handful of her hair, and pull her off of Kevin's lap. "Pay attention to details, girl. That hand you moved to get on his lap has a ring on it with "K & J" on it. Funny how I have the same on my ring."

I push her away from the table, and she keeps on walking. I lean over, and kiss Kevin. "I'm sorry if I pissed you off with Scott." "Not you. I'm pissed at him." "Oh, baby..." I sit on his lap, and wrap my arms around him. "You know you're the only one I love." He smiles, and slides his thumb across my cheek. "I love you, too." His lips come down on mine fast, our tongues mingle together. I end the kiss, as Dilemma ends. "Think you can handle one dance, hun?" "Anything for you, baby." As we walk out to the dance floor, Scott slowly walks back to the table. "Hey, man. You know you're my bro, but if I catch you dancing with my wife like that again, I'll have to kick your ass." "It's cool, man. We were just dancing."

LL Cool J's "Doin' It" comes on; a song we've considered our's since our first date. As our bodies press close, and grind together, I sing LeShaun's part to him. "I'm gonna call you Big Daddy and scream your name. Matter fact I can't wait for your candy rain." "Fuck this," he says. "Let's go home, put this on the stereo, and get wild." "Mmm... daddy slow down your flow. Put it on me like G, baby; nice and slow. I need a rough neck, Mandingo in a sec, who ain't afraid to pull my hair and spank me from the back." "No doubt, I'm the playa that you're talkin' about." "Let's get the hell out of here, Kev."