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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Webbie
Webbie
Vocals
LeToya Luckett
LeToya Luckett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyrica Anderson
Lyrica Anderson
Songwriter
Bruce Rome
Bruce Rome
Songwriter
Lionel Richie
Lionel Richie
Songwriter
Marcus Roach
Marcus Roach
Songwriter
Webster Gradney Jr.
Webster Gradney Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B J
B J
Producer
Victor Flores
Victor Flores
Engineer

Lyrics

I'll be missin' you Hello, Young Savage What you doin'? Trill Ent I'll be missin' you I'll be missin' you Webbie I ain't been home but a few days, I miss you I know you do, I ain't gon' lie, I miss you too Come on kiss me through the phone, I'ma kiss you too Now I'ma hit you in a minute, gotta get this loot Girl, we got us somethin' special, I know it ain't nothin' better You can trust me 'cause I'm tellin' ya, I don't want nothin' else You get lonely, you can just use the pictures up on the dresser I ain't never think a woman could have me this lil' feelin' Girls'll walk up on me, flirtin', I be tellin' 'em, "Nah, I'm chillin" Hug you tight, go to sleep, just to squeeze you like my lil' pillow Then I wake up Monday mornin', don't come back till Friday And my whole 'nother whip, sittin' on 6's with tinted windows Baby phat bags, all the purses with matchin' slippers, you done heard I fucked this dumb bitch, now you mad trippin' Tears in ya eyes, yellin' you tired of my fast livin' I'm just happy for to see ya, goddamn, I miss you Since you went away, I've been down and lonely Since you went away, I've been thinkin' of you Ooh, I'm missin' you, ooh, I'm missin' you From rags to riches, if that shit was to hit me again I'd have to bring you with me again It done been a lot of stuff I found myself in And you stuck by a nigga like my left hand It wasn't all this at first, till we just kept prayin' Now I'm on, you a bad ass bitch, yes, ma'am And oh yes ma'am, as soon as I get home it's gon' be work time And you know us, we like to fuck like it's the first time You tell the first time for some reason I knew that I was stayin' and I figured you wasn't leavin' I know that I don't need ya but be feelin' like I need ya When it come to certain people, I act like I got a meetin' But I just wanna please ya, trust me, they just wanna be ya Whenever I ain't with ya, baby, I can't wait to see ya I gotta keep it G and say I love ya, 'cause I'm for real Now what's with all the tears? We been doin' this shit for years Since you went away, I've been down and lonely Since you went away, I've been thinkin' of you Ooh, I'm missin' you ooh, I'm missin' you Ooh, I'm missin' you ooh, I'm missin' you Ya, everything I need, couldn't have asked for more Boy, you know you were waitin' for I know you wonder why I'm standin' at the door To let you know, I miss you And you can see it in my eyes You're the completion to my life Ain't even a question, you already know But I'll remind you that, I miss you, ooh I miss you, baby, ooh I'll miss you baby (Ooh, I'll be missin' you) I'll miss you baby, ooh (I'll be missin' you) I'll miss you (Ooh, I'll be missin' you) Ooh (Ooh) I'll miss you, I'll miss you baby (Ooh) (Ooh) I'll be missin' you, I'll be missin' you (Ooh) I'll be missin' you
Writer(s): Lionel B. Jr. Richie, Webster Gradney, Lyrica Nasha Anderson, Marcus Roach, Bruce Rome Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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