Timbaland - Miscommunication lyrics

Sebastian Cabot Oh! Two Step! Oh! Timbaland Let me talk to you girl Keri Hilson What? Timbaland and Keri Hilson I'm in your part of town I call your phone and you're no where to be found You do this every time You be in mine every single time The part that k**s me You rather chill with your friends instead of me huh. But I ain't gon' be no clown I guess I call you next time I'm in your town And you say to me Keri Hilson So what, I was out with my friends I'm a grown woman It's the weekend, oh So what if I don't answer my phone What if I'm not alone I'm with him What's it to you? Timbaland singing "la-la lee la-la lee" I need to get out You you you you you Are k**ing me, you're k**ing me, you're k**ing me And I Just wanna get out You you you you you Are k**ing me, you're k**ing me Whatcha wanna do? (Do, do) Whatcha wanna do? (Do, do) Timbaland stops singing I cannot escape No matter what I do Can't get away from you, oh Call me everyday And that there ain't never cool Getting on my nerves I think it's time you knew Only gave you my number cause, drinks made you cuter, plus You were looking sad and lonely, oh But that's all it was Just put you in the game And here you go complainin' What's up with you? Timbaland singing "la-la lee la-la lee" I need to get out You you you you you Are k**ing me, you're k**ing me, you're k**ing me And I Just wanna get out You you you you you Are k**ing me, you're k**ing me Whatcha wanna do? (Do, do) Whatcha wanna do? (Do, do) Timbaland stops singing Sebastian Cabot Like whoa little mama, it's the second time I'm callin' your number I ain't chasin' I ain't even no runner Don't you know I push the Hummer in the summer, huh How you hard to be reached I can put you where you hard to be reached Black sand on the balls of your feet You can scream, ain't no body gon' be sleep, This your own private beach, And when it comes to s**, Just a little bit of love and little 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 trying to put your s** game back on course If you feelin' dry, like you don't get moist If you ever get a minute holla at yo' boy