I Got Caught

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
He loves her deeply, his only woman
Those other women, he don't want 'em
He could keep 'em cummin', give 'em that good lovin'
He used to be a player, and now he's sick of 'em
He loves her so much, his life is getting better
He proposed to her, and now they live together
The whole engagement thing, she always wears the ring
And if you ask him, he tell you she's his everything

[Pre-Chorus: Martin Luther]
I went over to see my friend yesterday
His old lady told me he was gone away
She said she was burnin' with desire
And she wanted me to put out the fire

[Chorus: Martin Luther]
I got caught making love
To another man's woman
Y'all don't hear me, ooh, yes I did
I got caught making love
To another man's girl
Woo woo woo, another man's girl

[Verse 2: Too $hort]
Last night with your boys you was hanging out
The homie left early, dipped to the house
He left his cell phone, you took it on your own
Said you'd drop it off on your way home
But it was too late, in the wee hours
And you know it wasn't cool, I'll see him tomorrow
The next day, just like a true friend
You drove straight to his house in your new Benz
You rang the doorbell, she was fine as hell
She said, "Come inside," only time'll tell
Why she did that, some kinda get back
Why his girl suck your dick and let you hit that?
In the living room, and the bedroom
She said, "He ain't comin' home no time soon"
You know the rules, never trust a whore
'Cause as soon as you came, he came through the door

[Chorus: Martin Luther]
I got caught making love
To another man's woman
Y'all don't hear me now, from the top this time
I got caught making love
To another man's girl
Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, talkin' 'bout, hey hey

[Verse 3: Too $hort]
Now what you wanna do? There's no excuse
No explanation, so what's the use?
He found you both naked, it wasn't makin' sense
Just some fuckin' fake shit, look at his face squint
He caught his best friend with his fiancée
The one he thought was finer than Beyoncé
You smashed his chick, what happened next, after sex
Probably gotta move and find a new bitch after that

[Pre-Chorus: Martin Luther]
She told me to step inside the door
And then she reached over and turned the lights way down low
Before I knew what was goin' on, she was in my arm
And suddenly, my homeboy walked through the door

[Chorus: Martin Luther]
I got caught, ooh, making love
To another man's woman
With another man's woman
Y'all don't hear me now, from the top this time
I got caught making love
I can't believe it
To another man's girl
To another, oh, ooh ooh
I got caught, yeah, making love
To another man's woman
I can't believe it
I got caught making love
To another man's girl
To another man's girl
Hey, to another man's girl