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Blackstreet
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Girlfriend/ Boyfriend
Lyricist:Jeffrey B Atkins, Jimmy Elton Cozier, Eve Jeffers, Cynthia Loving, Teddy Riley
Blackstreet, JJ Come on Yeah, what, what
What's up girlfriend? What's up boyfriend? Show me my girlfriend, meet my boyfriend This is my girlfriend, this is my boyfriend So what's up girlfriend? So what's up boyfriend? Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up?
I can't get her off my back Give her a little love she don't know how to act She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back I didn't know honey gets down like that
Now a brotha gotta watch his back This female is a fatal attract Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack She didn't know I puts it down like that, that's why
Girlfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
She keeps paging me, calling me Stalking me, hawkin' me Followin' me, telling me that she lovin' me But my girlfriend said
Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Uh, pick it up JJ one time
I can't get him out of my hair After one game of truth or dare Callin' my phone askin' where I be Boy said, 'Sweetie, you're my main squeeze'
It's 2 AM and he's back again All in my space, all in my way Plottin' ways to get in my mix Boy there's already enough spice in this
Boyfriend on the phone He call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
He keeps paging me, calling me Stalking me, hawkin' me Followin' me, telling me that he's lovin' me But my baby said
Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it
Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark You wasn't smart, you started fuckin' jah with your heart If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me baby Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com If my world was yours it would drive you crazy
'Cause I love what I do, [incomprehensible] Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease You fuckin' with me, just know fuckin' we for free
Yeah, I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed E V E, caramel skin bitch cost And before you stroke the kitty nigga better break off Nigga wanna fuckin' run, better shake off
Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin' Impress me, bless me with a hummer, think I'm frontin'? Big cat with the big gat ready to fuck One nutt you done screamin' damn baby I'm stuck
Why in the world would you continue to run my way? Got hit once, found out that I don't play What the deal mami? Who pushed you through the irony? Fuckin' and suckin' me, splitin' the coke with me
Yeah, you use to have me flippin', all your ex-hoes had me bitchin' Daddy, I never front, your dick game keep me twitchin' No doubt, how could you deny this freak? No need to speak, just meet me on blackstreet
Girlfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
Boyfriend on the phone You call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my pager 'cause he ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
Girlfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
Boyfriend on the phone You call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my pager 'cause he ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
Girlfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone Play me close, won't leave me alone
She keeps paging me, calling me Stalking me, hawkin' me Followin' me, telling me that he lovin' me But my baby said
Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it Just handle it, I can't handle it
We out
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