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Field Mob - Sick Of Being Lonely Remix lyrics
[Verse 1]
 Little shawty, we used to be on the phone all day
 Talkin' to the sunshine shinin' on my bald head
 Now today seem strange
 No call on my celly, no name on my caller ID
 Callin' you up and ya OGs sayin' you ain't home
 What's really goin' on? I wanna know
 So gimme a call and let's play no games
 I'm playin', you want the plane
 Don't point a finger over herre
 I bought you a fur coat for your birthday
 And this the things I get shorty?
 Over there you starin' mad
 That I went out with them other chicks
 I told you they ain't shit!
 They were just some buddies from high school that I went to
 Where my old homies wanted me to kick it to 'em
 But I called you up but you wasn't home
 Baby girl when you get this message, gimme a call
 I'll be waitin' at home
 [Chorus]
 I'm so sick of being lonely
 Every night while my man goes out with his homies
 I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
 Sick of being lonely
 Every night while my man goes out with his homies
 I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
 [Interlude (sung)]
 Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah
 (What's goin' on?)
 Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh
 (What's goin' on?)
 Any other night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
 (What's goin' on?)Field Mob - Sick Of Being Lonely Remix - http://motolyrics.com/field-mob/sick-of-being-lonely-remix-lyrics.html
 Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh
 (What's goin' on?)
 [Verse 2]
 Hmmm, but tonight seem different
 Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused)
 'cause I ain't even get shhhh
 My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell
 And when I CALL HER, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail
 What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong
 For goin' and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin'
 Hopin' ya "Home Alone" like Caulkin
 But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected
[Chorus w/ad libs]
 [Verse 3]
 I'm so sick of bein' lon-
 AHH, don't finish yo statement
 You alone call me, I'll be yo replacement
 Put me in the game coach, you can let that lame go
 Let me lick you on your neck and go down to yo ankles
 'cause ain't no mo' better, freakier feller
 From the Field to creep wit', when ya guys are dummy
 Honey you lookin' good, and mo' gooder than a late of neck bones
 Tenderized and yummy, the Energizer bunny can't compete with me
 'cause I be goin' and goin', rowin'
 With mo' motion than ya ocean from night to mornin'
 Hit it huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and yawnin'
 Something so pretty as you at home alone
 That's unbelieveable, like when the cow jumped over the moon
 Now, I never put nothin' before you
 That's like eatin' cereal, pickin' a fork over a spoon
[Chorus 2X]








