Tip Toe

Uh oh

I'm blowing up your phone again

You got missed calls

Until two in the mornin

Are you lying, are you cheating

Are the questions I'm repeating

Cause I don't believe you

So come home

What are you waiting for?

I dare you to get angry

Say to me that I'm crazy

You the one that's been shady

Oh maybe

You're doing this for a reason

Trynna act real sweet

So I won't suspect a thing

When ya tip toe, tip toe all over my floors

Said that you've been coming home

But now its four in the mornin'

I won't, I won't put up with this no more

Grab your things, you gotta go

G-gotta go

You ain't foolin' me

Boy you gotta leave

So take your tip toe, tip toe

And walk it out my door

Uh Oh

You lost those lucky air force ones you wear

Every time you're out with her

Well I guess they must've disappeared

Gone and walked up out of here

Cause I haven't seen them

You won't walk all over me anymore

How dare you get angry

Say that I'm crazy

You are so shady

Oh maybe

You're doing this for a reason

Trynna act real sweet

So I won't suspect a thing

When ya tip toe, tip toe all over my floors

Said that you've been coming home

But now its four in the mornin'

I won't, I won't put up with this no more

Grab your things, you gotta go

G-gotta go

You ain't foolin' me

Boy you gotta leave

So take your tip toe, tip toe

And walk it out my door

Walk on tip toe

On your tip toes

You won't tip toe

No more tip toe

Walk on tip toe

On your tip toes

You won't tip toe

No more tip toe