Huh. Yes, indeed. This one is dedicated to all the ladies out there, you know what I mean?

All of them.

They drive us absolutely nuts.

I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I'm a dude.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, uh, I can see you getting frustrated. Maybe the prospect of us breaking up may have crossed your mind.

Now, wait a minute. I'm just as flustered as you was. I'm not complaining, baby.

Now, the way that I see it, it's just two ways to break bread or break up.

But I don't want that. You don't want that neither. So now, where does that leave us?

I ain't trying to play tough. I'm just trying to go deeper, deeper, deeper.

We are all different species completely. To me, see, that's the real reason why we've been disagreeing.

It's just different. We do shit different. Our moods is different. It's true, for instance.

If something ain't right, I'm not saying I'm a hothead, but just as a man, I ain't about historic pride.

But don't take that like I'm not interested. Just take that to mean that we got differences.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Man, I'm waiting for hours for a woman to get dressed. She'll let you out her whole closet on her the best way.

Thousands of outfits shipped on everywhere. Jackets and blouses, wigs, pumps, underwear.

Even a dude that's hella into himself, he can get dressed quick and make decisions himself.

But she wants your opinion. Try to mind your own, but don't be too honest to your relationship's footwear.

Do you like that one? Do you like this one? Say you like them all? Man, shit, it's a trick question.

Baby, they all look great, just different. I say whatever's gonna get me out the house quick,

cause she can tell I'm frustrated, and that's when I hear her say,

warm up the Mercedes, hop me down in a heartbreak. I'm at the curb waiting,

then she come a year later in the same damn thing she had on in the first place.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

But I still love you. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. And I still want you. I'm a dude. I'm a dude.

Look, it's not that serious. It's just certain areas we need to work on and make it go.

Period. How am I getting mad? Times I get furious, I admit that.

Hey, I'm very aware of this. I'm the first to admit that I'm hella competitive.

I wanna turn everything into some sportsmanship. You got a temper too, girl.

You're hella stubborn, arguing publicly about absolutely nothing.

So your man catch a passing glance at some ass. I don't think your man is out to smash.

I'm a dude. It's not an excuse. It's just true. I've always been, always will be there for you.

When the shoe is on the other foot and you catch loose, I ain't mad at the fact that my woman's attractive.

How about it? I say we make a pact, everyone. Get rollin' now. We help each other get past that.

Ooh, girl, there ain't no doubt about it. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ooh, boy, there ain't nobody better. Baby, we got differences. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But I still love you. I'm a dude. I'm a dude. I still want you. I'm a dude. I'm a dude.

Just for the simple fact that I'm a boss on the track and y 'all really ain't touching me.

Just for the way that I rock with the bass and the knock and that's why y 'all lovin' me.

Just for the simple fact that I'm a boss on the track and y 'all really ain't touching me.

Just for the way that I rock with the bass and the knock and that's why y 'all lovin' me.