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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sisqó
Sisqó
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Composer
Richard "Nicky" Stanard
Richard "Nicky" Stanard
Composer
Dwayne Jones
Dwayne Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Producer
Richard "Nicky" Stanard
Richard "Nicky" Stanard
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You feel this, what the deal is?
[Verse 2]
You knew I wasn't faithful from the jump, so don't front
Like I was, quit actin' up, buggin'
Since when? We been messin', flexin'
Love has been good, no doubt
But now, tryna get me on lockdown
Tryin' to figure out what I'm all about, if I'm goin' out
Who I'm chillin' with, what I'm dealin' with
Just can't, just can't handle it
You're not my girl and I'm not your man
I'ma tell you again so you understand
I'm not tryna be caught in, I'm not movin'
Not buggin', not tryna get stuck in something that I can't get out of
If you thought twice, shorty, then I doubt ya
Need to get off of my back
Your line too tight, need to cut me some slack
So let go
[Verse 3]
Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
What I do? Where I be? Who I see? You follow me
What is this? Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
Give me privacy
[Verse 4]
Met you in the club, you was bumpin'
Drunk as hell off the Henny with the thugs, and smokin' something
I saw you wit' your girl actin' like you're cousins
But you really wasn't
Plus I caught you with the horny face and I loved it
So I took you to the crib for some fuckin'
Touchin', huggin', lotta rubbin'
Few hours later, not bustin'
I hollered at you 'cause your body was right
And I stayed smashin' it 'cause the shit was tight
What was your plot comin' here tonight?
If you thought it was sweet, it ain't, not tonight
I won't go that route, it is not my life
I'm a baller, you a dick, you need to get it right
Stuck in my ways, now, why you testin' me?
Need to stop stressin' me, you can't handle it
Cheers and the memory
[Verse 5]
Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
What I do? Where I be? Who I see? You follow me
What is this? Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
Give me privacy
[Verse 6]
Meet 'em, love 'em, bust 'em, leave 'em
That is just the way I treat 'em
I don't owe ya a type of reason
Not my girl, so I'm not cheatin'
Never, ever, ever will be
I don't care, don't have to feel me
Nothing's changed from the beginning
This is the end, so be it
[Verse 7]
I look and see a girl that I feel fatally attracted
Ain't tryna go home to the smell of old rabbits
That's why we gonna chill till I instill it in your cabbage
The meaning of your space, and to clarify your status
You ain't my Gina and I ain't your Martin
So chill with that crazy bullshit that you sparkin'
Pagin' off the hook like you bent off of Henrock
Replies in your signature, smothering my inbox
Call all the time but never say nothing
You for now when you call, boo, you get the end button
I never understood you, ain't in the woods hunting
So why you keep binoculars at hand like a cufflink
You gray baring me, no, better yet, fuck that, boo
You scarin' me, talk you wanna marry me
Nah, go stalk another ****
I ain't grievin' is the reason why I'm pullin' out the scissors
Now bounce, bounce
[Verse 8]
Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
What I do? Where I be? Who I see? You follow me
What is this? Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
Give me privacy
[Verse 9]
Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
What I do? Where I be? Who I see? You follow me
What is this? Can I live? Can I breathe?
Inhale, exhale, get off of me
Give me privacy
[Verse 10]
Whoa, whoa, we out
Sisqó, another one
T.R, uh, uh, one
Written by: Dwayne Jones, Richard "Nicky" Stanard, Teddy Riley
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