Timbaland Feat. Keri Hilson

Timbaland Feat. Keri Hilson - Miscommunication lyrics

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Two step<br />

Let me talk to you girl<br />

<br />

I'm in your part of town<br />

I call your phone and you're nowhere to be found<br />

You do this every time<br />

You be in my 'A' every single time<br />

<br />

The part that kills me<br />

You rather chill with your friends instead of me<br />

But I ain't gon' be no clown<br />

I guess I'll call you next time I'm in your town, then you say to me<br />

<br />

"So what, I was out with my friends<br />

I'm a grown woman, it's the weekend<br />

So what if I don't answer my phone<br />

What if I'm not alone I'm with him, what's it to you?"<br />

<br />

I need to get out<br />

You, you, you are killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

<br />

And I just wanna get out<br />

You, you, you are killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

You're<br />

<br />

What you wanna do, do, do<br />

What you wanna do, do, do<br />

Tell me<br />

<br />

I cannot escape, no matter what I do<br />

Can't get away from you<br />

Call me everyday and that was never cool<br />

Gettin' on my nerves, I think it's time you knew<br />

<br />

Oh they gave you my number 'cause<br />

In the train you was cuter plus, you looked sad and lonely<br />

But that's all it was, just put you in the game and<br />

Here you go complainin', what's up with you?<br />

<br />

I need to get out<br />

You, you, you are killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

<br />

And I just wanna get out<br />

You, you, you are killin' me<br />

You're killin' me<br />

You're<br />

<br />

What you wanna do, do, do<br />

What you wanna do, do, do<br />

Tell me<br />

<br />

Like whoa lil' mama<br />

It's the second time I'm callin' your number<br />

I ain't chasin', I ain't even no runner<br />

But you know I push the Hummer in the summer<br />

<br />

How you hard to be reached?<br />

I can put you where you hard to be reached<br />

Black sand on the balls of your feet<br />

You can scream "Ain't nobody gone be 'sleep"<br />

This your own private beach<br />

<br />

And when it comes to sex<br />

Just a little bit of love and a little bit of that<br />

Baby push your back where your ribs is at<br />

Share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that?<br />

<br />

I'm just jokin' of course<br />

I'm tryin' to put your sex game back on course<br />

If you feelin' dry like you don't get morose<br />

If you ever get a minute holler at your boy

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