I'm leaving messages and voicemails Telling you I miss you Baby am I doing too much Why you tryna diss me When I just wanna kiss you Baby am I doing too much, Tell me what's the issue Who I give these lips to Baby am I doing too much This is turning into Something I ain't hip to Baby am I doing too much
See you got me all alone Waitin right here by the phone For you to call me, Just to here Your voice tone I keep on wondering if you was even Feeling me, I keep on wondering if This was even meant to be Tell me imma waste of time, boy You showing me no sign, is it cuz u on Ya gine, cuz your always on my mind
I keep on wondering if everything you said was true I keep on wondering if you were really coming through Now here I go again blowing you up, And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much Now here I go again blowing you up, And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much I'm leaving messages and voicemails Telling you I miss you Baby am I doing too much Why you tryna diss me When I just wanna kiss you Baby am I doing too much Tell me what's the issue Who I give these lips to Baby am I doing too much This is turning into Something I ain't hip to Baby am I doing too much
I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet sum other guys
But it gets hard sometimes cuz there ain't no one just like you I try my best but I can't shake this thing u got me going through
All i can picture is the color of your eyes, and the way u make me smile I ain't felt this in a while, But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin
The way I feel about myself cuz I have self-esteem, sometimes I Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
The way I feel about myself cuz I have self-esteem, sometimes I Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
I'm leaving messages and voicemails Telling you I miss you Baby am I doing too much Why you tryna diss me When I just wanna kiss you Baby am I doing too much Tell me what's the issue Who I give these lips to Baby am I doing too much This is turning into Something I ain't hip to Baby am I doing too much
[Baby Bash:] Just leave ya name and number And I'm gon holla at cha Just leave ya name and number And I'm gon holla at cha Just leave ya name and number And I'm gon holla at cha Just leave ya name and number And I'm gon holla at cha
Ronnie Ray all day Women in the hall way, Ev day losing track of the people tryna call me Don't take this the wrong way, I been havin long days, doing it, moving Round the town wherever I'm getting my song played
Now here I go again blowing you up, And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much
Now here I go again blowing you up, And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much
I'm leaving messages and voicemails Telling you I miss you Baby am I doing too much Why you tryna diss me When I just wanna kiss you Baby am I doing too much
Tell me what's the issue Who I give these lips to Baby am I doing too much
This is turning into Something I ain't hip to Baby am I doing too much
Compositores: Ronald Ray Bryant, Nathan Perez, Angel Lafaele Noa, Paula Dienda ECAD: Obra #11872669