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702

Genres: Pop

Beep Me 911 Lyrics - 702

Like that 

Say what, say what? 

Say what, say what? 

Say what, say what? 

Missy, bring it in 

 

Why you played on me? Wasn't I good enough for you? 

All those other girls you've been with can't do like I do 

Gave you all my dough when you needed it all the time 

And if you planning on leavin' me again, then give me a sign 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

Why you cheatin' on me? Can you tell me what I've done? 

I thought you was the one but you just a hit and run 

Gave up clubs and parties, I put them aside 

Left me in the dark with no kind of sign 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

All my friends say I can do better than you 

Maybe, they was right 'cause I feel like a fool 

But I can't let you go until you take some time 

To tell me why you left me without a goddamn sign 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone 

I'll call you back to see what you gon' tell me 

You don't wanna date, no if's ands or waits 

It's over, babe 

 

Magoo, magoo 

 

Type of nigga' made built to last 

Look homegirl, I pump like gas wind 

Get ya friend and ya girl and them 

My sex drive workout like a gym can 

 

Was the girl that I used to hit 

You the girl that I got to quit 

See the kitty cat, gotta gold it like a light 

In the night, you the freak I'm out with, don't bite 

 

No diggity, who took you out 

No doubt when I first got down, made the bro' shout 

Look out, make it live, dip and dive, stayin' alive 

 

Shoot me sugar, there it is 

Now we talkin' square biz 

I'm leaving you without a reason 

What I steal but a kiss 

 

What you think, I'm hen pecked? 

Girl, get yo mind checked 

Take the time, recollect 

I just gave you disrespect 

 

Ah, like that, like that 

Beep me 911, baby 

 

Say what? Say what? 

Misdemeanor, 702 

What cha'all gonna do, fellas? 

 

Don't beep them 911 

Don't beep them 911 

Don't beep them 911 

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