Ain't I Gud Enuff

This woman I got is a piece of work She don't appreciate nothing It seems like the more I do the more she don't And the more I will the more she won't I know I'm a good man Ain't I Gud Enuff, I work hard everyday Six in the morn till six in the evening and every two weeks I get paid Sheeeeeit, I'm like Bobby Womack, I work hard and put in overtime But every time I come home and lay in that bed She turns around saying, Um sweetie it's time you put in more overtime Ah Yeah? Only when it baby making time So, baby do this, baby do that Baby, I know you cut the grass but can you please scratch my back Please, rub my feet, comb my hair, walk the dog, and then you can take out the trash, Please Hold on, can I ask you a question, baby? Why you always act like you sleep when I humbly ask for some ass? And everyday I tell you how much I love you and I kiss you as much as I can But every time we stroll through the mall, I see you eye hustling for another man Now you telling me you're pregnant saying the child is mine But sheeit, I ain't shot the club up in months, surely this is asinine But we both vowed before God that I'd be your husband and you be my wife And everything I do for you and you say that ain't good enough Bitch! You know that ain't right Baby, this ain't worth it I'm tired of giving you my selfless service Everyday you want me to worship you And baby, you ain't God And if you keep playing around with my love God will take me far away from you You better know that Sheeeeit! Listen y'all, whether you're male or female If you have somebody in your life that pays the bills Cooks very well, gives you good lovin And you say all that ain't good enough And still not treating them right Listen here What you won't do for them, somebody else will Peace