I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (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 'cause you on ya grind,
'Cause you're always on my mind
I keep on wondering if everything you said was true
I keep on wondering if you were really comin' 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 (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time
And you know I'm looking fly
Tryna meet some other guys
But it gets hard sometimes 'cause there ain't no one just like you
I try my best but I can't shake this feel you got me through
All I can picture is the color of your eyes,
And the way you 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 'cause I got self-esteem,
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
The way I feel about myself 'cause I got 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 (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Just leave ya name and number
And Imma holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And Imma holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And Imma holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And Imma holla at cha
Ronnie Ray all day
Women in the hallway,
Ev'day losing track of the people tryna call me
Don't take this the wrong way,
I been havin' long days,
Doing it, movin' 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 (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (am I doing too much)
Doing too much
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