Song by Tiffany Evans
(Phone ringing)
Damn, I hope you pick up!
(Please leave your message:)
Hey, about last night,
Call me.
So good, so good, I wanna run out back
So, so good, so good, I wanna runaway
So good, so good I wanna run out back
Every moment, every second, I want more of you
I'm not the type of chick to fall so quick
But there's something ‘bout you boy
You get it, your love's so high
So just it happens that time's worth the money
Your love's so high,
I'm so intoxicated, I'd probably shouldn't drive boy
Oh-ooh oh, oh-ooh oh
Give you my show
I wish you'd make them pay to view,
It's probably T.M.I.
And baby, I'ma rock with you
They be like T.M.I.
Oh, yeah
Never ever did I imagine this
Steady shade in my phone
Waiting for your call,
Uh, you know I'm serious
My call don't work for you
Just to be with you, it's all I wanna do!
Your love's so high
So just it happens that time's worth the money
Your love's so high,
I'm so intoxicated, I'd probably shouldn't drive boy
Oh-ooh oh, oh-ooh oh
Let's hit the road baby,
Give you my show
I wish you'd make them pay to view,
(You know they want it)
It's probably T.M.I.
And baby, I'ma rock with you,
They be like T.M.I.
Oh, yeah
Take me away, take me away
Oh, take me away
Send me my soul, yeah send me my soul
You and me alone, babe
Bet I loved you better
Boy my love on flee
Bet I loved you better
Stare on me, grab my body, grab my body
Uh-oh
Sexy baby, I'm yours
You know I can't feel my pace
Did you got me so intoxicated boy?
Oh, uh oh
Oh-ooh oh, oh-ooh oh
Let's hit the road baby,
When we get to my show
I wish you'd make them pay to view,
(You know they want it)
It's probably T.M.I.
And baby, I'ma rock with you,
They be like T.M.I.
Oh, yeah
Oh, baby baby
T.M.I.
Oh, baby baby
I'ma rock with you,
They be like T.M.I.
Oh, baby baby
Writer(s): Patrick Carpenter, Tiffany Angelina Adalia Long
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