Make Me Wanna Scream (album version)
What's done in the dark comes to light, for sho
So the thing you did with her, I was gonna know
You impressin' these girls, showin' off your flow
But I got my own bank, so I'm out the door
You callin' me, sayin' baby please
Don't believe those lies, crawlin' on your knees
You're the only liar in the midst of me
You're a dirt bag, so just get away from me, ee, ee
What you do
Will always come back to you
I'm tired of playin' games with you
I'm really not feelin' you
And what you say
Don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Day after day you're telling your story
Saying your girlfriend's just lying on me
You say they want what you got, wanting your spot
Boy I think not, man you think you're so hot
You're the victim or so you say
I guess they're throwing their drawers and bras your way
I guess those condoms weren't yours, belong to your boys
Call me deaf' 'cause, I'm not hearing that noise
What you do
Will always come back to you
I'm tired of playin' games with you
I'm really not feelin' you
And what you say
Don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Yes, Chicka-bow, Chicka-bow
Chicka-bow wow wow
Blu Cantrell is hot, hot
Blu Cantrell is fire
[Incomprehensible]
Chicka-bow
Redzone on fire
[Incomprehensible]
On fire, watch it
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna
So the thing you did with her, I was gonna know
You impressin' these girls, showin' off your flow
But I got my own bank, so I'm out the door
You callin' me, sayin' baby please
Don't believe those lies, crawlin' on your knees
You're the only liar in the midst of me
You're a dirt bag, so just get away from me, ee, ee
What you do
Will always come back to you
I'm tired of playin' games with you
I'm really not feelin' you
And what you say
Don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Day after day you're telling your story
Saying your girlfriend's just lying on me
You say they want what you got, wanting your spot
Boy I think not, man you think you're so hot
You're the victim or so you say
I guess they're throwing their drawers and bras your way
I guess those condoms weren't yours, belong to your boys
Call me deaf' 'cause, I'm not hearing that noise
What you do
Will always come back to you
I'm tired of playin' games with you
I'm really not feelin' you
And what you say
Don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Yes, Chicka-bow, Chicka-bow
Chicka-bow wow wow
Blu Cantrell is hot, hot
Blu Cantrell is fire
[Incomprehensible]
Chicka-bow
Redzone on fire
[Incomprehensible]
On fire, watch it
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me loose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Richard, Kandi L Burruss, Blu Cantrell
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