Keep Your Hands - Sylver

I saw you looking with hungry eyes

Thinking 'bou a free ticket to paradise

But listen up, I got news for you

He my lover, he my boo

He’s so sweet, a natural high

All dressed up, looking fly

You won’t succeed, now that’s for sure

'cause I can give him so much more

I know your kind, what goes on in your mind

You can’t have your own, so you want mine

Keep your hands of my man

Keep your hands of my man

The boy is mine, don’t you understand

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine, and don’t cha deny

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine!

I saw you talking all that jazz

But you ain’t got no style, no class

Listen up, newsflash for you:

He my lover, he my boo

He’s my soldier, dressed to kill

Never let’s me pay the bill

It’s not going down, that’s for sure

I know his sweet spot, yeah, right there

I know your kind, what goes on in your mind

You can’t have your own, so you want mine

You’re wasting your time

His love is all in me

You’re wasting your time

You’re a fool, can’t you see

Keep your hands of my man

Keep your hands of my man

The boy is mine, don’t you understand

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine, and don’t cha deny

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine!

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine, and don’t cha deny

Don’t even question, don’t even try

The boy is mine!