文本歌词

J.R.
ye ah
and Auburn
Balouga Heights
Can't even hang out with friends
With out you blowing up my phone
Why you all in my ear
Like where am I and
when am I coming home
Why you listening to your friends
They don't wanna see us be.
Boy You better take it slow
Or I'll be history
You've got to give me my space
So quick to calling my name
Boy you better recognize
My love is one of a kind
You drive me up to the ceiling
Boy there's no need for the screaming
you know that you are my world
But I'm sick and tired of the
La ...
La ...
That's all I hear you saying
La ...
La ...
Tired of the Complaining
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
So why you up in my ear
Break it down
So I went out to club
I just wanna have some fun
I guess someone told you
I was with some other boy
'Cause when I got back home
Put my foot through the door
All the lights came on
Then came the La La La La
You've got to give me my space
So quick to calling my name
Boy you better recognize
My love is one of a kind
You drive me up to the ceiling
Boy there's no need for the screaming
You know that you are my world
But I'm sick and tired of the
La ...
La ...
That's all I hear you saying
La ...
La ...
Tired of the Complaining
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
So why you up in my ear
Break it down
Let's go
Why you up in my ear
Why you up in my ear
Why you up in my ear oooh.
Why you up in my ear
Why you up in my ear
Why you up in my ear
Break it down
La ...
La ...
That's all I hear you saying
La ...
La ...
Tired of the Complaining
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
So why you up in my ear
Break it down
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
La ...
So why you up in my ear
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down