Miscommunication (feat. Keri Hilson & Sebastian)

Oh Two Step Oh Let me talk to you girl I'm in your part of town I call your phone and you're nowhere to be found You do this everytime You be in my "A" every single time The part that kills me You rather chill with your friends instead of me But I ain't gone be no clown I guess I'll call you next time I'm in your town Then you say to me So what, I was out with my friends I'm a grown woman It's the weekend (Ooooh) So what, if I don't answer my phone What if I'm not alone I'm with him What's it to you? I need to get out You you you you you Are killin' me You're killin' me You're killin' me And I just wanna get out You you you you you Are killin' me You're killin' me You're What you wanna do, do, do What you wanna do, do, do Tell me I cannot escape no matter what I do Can't get away from you Call me everyday and that was never cool Gettin' on my nerves, I think it's time you knew Only gave you my number cause Drinks made you cuter plus You were looking sad and lonely (Ooooh) But that's all it was, just put you in the game and And here go complainin' What's up with you? I need to get out You you you you you Are killin' me You're killin' me You're killin' me And I just wanna get out You you you you you Are killin' me You're killin' me You're What you wanna do, do, do What you wanna do, do, do Like "Whoa" lil' mama It's the second time I'm callin' your number I ain't chasin', I ain't even no runner But you know I push the Hummer in the summer Huh, how you hard to be reached? I can put you where you hard to be reached Black sand on the balls of your feet You can scream "Ain't nobody gone be 'sleep" This your own private beach, ha, ha And when it comes to sex Just a little bit of love and a little bit of that Baby push your back where your ribs is at Share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that? ha, ha I'm just jokin' of course I'm tryin' to put your d-k game back on course If you feelin' dry like you don't get - If you ever get a minute holler at your boy