Ladies we wanna talk to ya Because if love’s been getting you down But your man can’t understand We suggest you drop that motherfucker Drop him Drop him right now Start this song You always carry the load while he’s sitting at home Drop your man, drop your man He’s always fussing about always cussing you out Drop your man, drop your man He was born a looser can I guess that ain’t do Drop your man, drop your man He was a high school loser never made it with a lady Drop your man, drop your man Well you can come on over I’ll be happy just to see you When I let you in Give me a chance, baby, I’ll be your number one fan Drop your man, drop your man Don’t stay for second best, ‘cause I knock you off your chest Drop your man, drop your man That boy he was a loaded free loving hustler Drop your man, drop your man Take him out on the trash ‘cause his customs is cashed Drop your man, drop your man Well you can come on over I’ll be happy just to see you When I let you in Ladies have you two ever been out of the town And you looked him up and you looked him down And you realize right then and there that he couldn’t compare to much We’re talking little (?jabby lowmakers?) moneymaker You always carry the load while he’s sitting at home Drop your man, drop your man He’s always fussing about, always cussing you out Drop your man, drop your man But he was born a looser can I guess that ain’t do Drop your man, drop your man He was a high school loser never made it with a lady Drop your man, drop your man Well you can come on over I’ll be happy just to see you When I let you in Drop – your - man, do it now