Tired of Being Friends
I'm so tired of being, tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired, I'm so tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired of being friendly, being friendly with you
I'm so tired
So tired of being friends
To tell you the truth
I been thinking bout fuckin, really fuckin with you
On the low
On my line
I been waiting for you
I been eying you a minute
So what we finna do
If I had a baby daddy
Swear I wish it was you
Have you all up in my caddy like 3K in '02
Run around, give you my addy when I be on the move
Fix your face before I fix it nigga
Hands up, don't shoot
Gimme love all over my house
From the couch to the bed
I know we ain't fucked around yet, but we will in a minute
I'm so tired of being, tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired, I'm so tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired of being friendly, being friendly with you
I'm so tired
So tired of being friends
To tell you the truth
I been knew what the vibe was since you hit the booth
You be spitting on the mic
While I'm spitting on you
Even though it's in my mind, it's bout time for the move
If I had a baby daddy
Swear I wish it was you
Have you all up in my caddy like 3K in '02
Run around, give you my addy when I be on the move
Fix your face before I fix it nigga
Hands up, don't shoot
Gimme love all over my house
From the couch to the bed
I know we ain't fucked around yet, but we will in a minute yeah
I'm so tired, I'm so tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired of being friendly, being friendly with you
I'm so tired
So tired of being friends
To tell you the truth
I been thinking bout fuckin, really fuckin with you
On the low
On my line
I been waiting for you
I been eying you a minute
So what we finna do
If I had a baby daddy
Swear I wish it was you
Have you all up in my caddy like 3K in '02
Run around, give you my addy when I be on the move
Fix your face before I fix it nigga
Hands up, don't shoot
Gimme love all over my house
From the couch to the bed
I know we ain't fucked around yet, but we will in a minute
I'm so tired of being, tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired, I'm so tired of being friendly with you
I'm so tired of being friendly, being friendly with you
I'm so tired
So tired of being friends
To tell you the truth
I been knew what the vibe was since you hit the booth
You be spitting on the mic
While I'm spitting on you
Even though it's in my mind, it's bout time for the move
If I had a baby daddy
Swear I wish it was you
Have you all up in my caddy like 3K in '02
Run around, give you my addy when I be on the move
Fix your face before I fix it nigga
Hands up, don't shoot
Gimme love all over my house
From the couch to the bed
I know we ain't fucked around yet, but we will in a minute yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Michaela Renee Shiloh, Willis Brown
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