Tired
She said sex on the beach is all that she wants
And so I gave it to her
There's no shame at all, we just hanging out
Every day we get higher than most
But I never said she's mine
Find me at your back door
Call me when they're all gone
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
So if I call I'm on the way
You get to work you're getting paid
If I'm taking the time of day
What you think that you mean to me
I got people around my corner
But if shawty will make it fun
Fuck me like you love me
Good thing on your birthday
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
And so I gave it to her
There's no shame at all, we just hanging out
Every day we get higher than most
But I never said she's mine
Find me at your back door
Call me when they're all gone
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
So if I call I'm on the way
You get to work you're getting paid
If I'm taking the time of day
What you think that you mean to me
I got people around my corner
But if shawty will make it fun
Fuck me like you love me
Good thing on your birthday
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
Tired of being lonely
Tired of all the long days
Sick of all the homies
Call me when you want it
Tired of being fucked up
Tired of caring too much
Tired of my surroundings
Call me when you want it
Credits
Writer(s): Rob Crosby, Jim Brown, Darryl Worley
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