I Is

You said you didn’t want me,
You said I wasn’t right,
You say I like to fuss all day
Come home and pick a fight
You told your bald-headed mama about me
Went to court and told the judge, too
Even told your wire-haired sister
I ain’t the man for you
Well, I is
Oh, yeah, oh yeah, I is
Oh, yes I is
I am the man for you
I give my heart and soul to you
But what dis you give in return?
A bunch of beans and buttermilk
And some cornbread that was burned
I heard you on the phone yesterday
You told your boyfriend I won’t be home
You better pack your bags and move over there
'Cause I won’t be home alone
Oh yeah oh yeah, I is
Woah, I is
I am the man for you!