「MISCOMMUNICATION FEAT KERI HILSON & SEBASTIAN」の歌詞 Timbaland,Keri Hilson,Sebastian
2007/3/30 リリース
- 作詞
- HILLS FLOYD NATHANIEL,HILSON KERI LYNN,MOSLEY GARLAND WAVERLY JR,MOSLEY TIMOTHY Z
- 作曲
- HILLS FLOYD NATHANIEL,HILSON KERI LYNN,MOSLEY GARLAND WAVERLY JR,MOSLEY TIMOTHY Z
- 文字サイズ
- よみがな
この楽曲へのみんなの気持ち
Ohh, oooh ooooo ooo
Two step
Oooooo, oh
Timbaland：
Let me talk to you girl
What?
I'm in your part of town,
I call your phone and you know where to be found
You do this every time
You be MIA every single time
The party kills me
You'd rather chill with your friends instead of me
But I ain't gonna be no clown
I guess I'll call you next time I'm in your town
And you say to me
Keri：
So what I was out with my friends,
I'm a grown woman,
It's the weekend
Ohhhh
So what if I don't answer my phone
What if I'm not alone
I'm with him
What's it to you
Chorus：
I need to get out
Youuuuu are killin' me
You're, killin me
You're, killin me
And Iiiii just wanna get out
Youuuuu are killin' me
You're, killin me
You're, watcha wanna do
Dooo Dooo Do Do Do
Watcha wanna do
Dooo Dooo Do Do Do
Killin' me
I cannot escape
No matter what I do
Can't get away from youuuu
Ohhhh
Called me the other dayyyy
And rather than never cool
Getting on my nerves,
I think it's time you knewwww
Only gave you my number cuz
Drinks, you were cute and plus
You were lookin sad and lonely ooohhh
But that's all it was
Just put you in the game and
You go complainin
Chorus
Like whoa lil momma
This the second time callin yo number
I ain't chasin', I ain't even no runner
Don't you know I push the hummer in the summer
How you hard to reached?
I could put you where you're hard to be reached
Black sand on the balls of your feet
You can scream, and nobody gon' be asleep
This your own private beach
And when it comes to sex
Just a lil bit of love and lil bit of that
Maybe push it back where your ribs is at
Share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that?
I'm just jokin of course,
I'm tryna put your sex game back on course
If you're feelin dry like you don't get moist
If you ever get a minute, holla at your boy
Two step
Oooooo, oh
Timbaland：
Let me talk to you girl
What?
I'm in your part of town,
I call your phone and you know where to be found
You do this every time
You be MIA every single time
The party kills me
You'd rather chill with your friends instead of me
But I ain't gonna be no clown
I guess I'll call you next time I'm in your town
And you say to me
Keri：
So what I was out with my friends,
I'm a grown woman,
It's the weekend
Ohhhh
So what if I don't answer my phone
What if I'm not alone
I'm with him
What's it to you
Chorus：
I need to get out
Youuuuu are killin' me
You're, killin me
You're, killin me
And Iiiii just wanna get out
Youuuuu are killin' me
You're, killin me
You're, watcha wanna do
Dooo Dooo Do Do Do
Watcha wanna do
Dooo Dooo Do Do Do
Killin' me
I cannot escape
No matter what I do
Can't get away from youuuu
Ohhhh
Called me the other dayyyy
And rather than never cool
Getting on my nerves,
I think it's time you knewwww
Only gave you my number cuz
Drinks, you were cute and plus
You were lookin sad and lonely ooohhh
But that's all it was
Just put you in the game and
You go complainin
Chorus
Like whoa lil momma
This the second time callin yo number
I ain't chasin', I ain't even no runner
Don't you know I push the hummer in the summer
How you hard to reached?
I could put you where you're hard to be reached
Black sand on the balls of your feet
You can scream, and nobody gon' be asleep
This your own private beach
And when it comes to sex
Just a lil bit of love and lil bit of that
Maybe push it back where your ribs is at
Share a bowl of crunch berries, how real is that?
I'm just jokin of course,
I'm tryna put your sex game back on course
If you're feelin dry like you don't get moist
If you ever get a minute, holla at your boy
