Sick Of Being Lonely

I'm so sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Any other night, you'll be at home waitin' on me, yeah

(What's goin' on?)

Any other night, you'll be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh

(What's goin' on?)

Any other night, you'll be callin' me, stallin' me

(What's goin' on?)

Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you

Hmm, but tonight seem different

(What's goin' on?)

Man, it's somethin' 'bout this fishy (I'm so confused)

'Cause I ain't even did shh

My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell

(And when I call her)

(I keep gettin' the damn voicemail, what's goin' on?)

Yeah, I know I'm wrong for goin' and comin' home

At 'bout four in the morn', hopin' you're home alone like Culkin

But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected

I'm so sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

I'm so sick of being lo-

Ah, don't finish your statement

You alone, call me, I'll be your replacement

Put me in the game, coach, you can let that lame go

Let me lick on your neck and go down to your ankles

'Cause ain't no mo' better or freakier feller

From the field to creep wit', when ya guy's a dummy

Honey, you lookin' good, more gooder than a plate of neck bones

Tenderized and yummy, the Energizer bunny can't compete with me

'Cause I be goin' and goin', growin'

With my motion in your ocean from night till mornin'

Hit it, huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and yawnin'

Somethin' so pretty as you at home alone

That's unbelievable, like when the cow jumped over the moon

Now, I'd never put nothin' before you

That's like eatin' cereal, pickin' a fork over a spoon

I'm so sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

I'm so sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Sick of being lonely

Every night while my man goes out wit' his homies

I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

This is a Jazze Fizzle product-shizzle, my nizzle

Jazze Pha (Jazze Pha), Field Mob (Field Mob)

Torica (Yeah, yeah)

It's beautiful, Daddy

(Ooh, wee) Oh, boy