Miss Kissin' on You (feat. KaDe & Trina)

Boosie Badazz

When you miss somebody, you miss somebody

That's how it is, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up

I'ma send this out to the few women I was in love with

What's up?

Ooh, I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

You know I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

I miss touching on you, baby

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

Why do I feel so lonely in a major way?

You know this shit was real and you know it, baby

I didn't want the baby, it did drive you crazy

Even though you got a man, you forever my lady

I miss sipping on your daiquiris

I miss your macaroni and cheese, yes, indeed

With no care, I hit you bare, you know what's up

Knew when your body would nut, I taught you everything

Make you cry, make you smile at the same time

Dumb shit, baby girl, I miss your tongue kiss

Miss laying in the bed with you

Miss your people and the soul food they fed a ****

Most of all I miss you, I'm having flashbacks

Of you coming 'cross the track with your hair wrapped

Miss talking on the phone till the early morning

Makin' love off Keith Sweat songs

No one could do me like you

I miss kissing on you

You know I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

I miss touching on you, baby

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

Trina

It's no mistake that I'm amazing, the epitome

You kissing, touching, loving my body, the things you do to me

You keep it true to me, all this shit ain't new to me

I been messing with ballers, kept me laced in top jewelry

A hood **** like you, yeah, I like that

Your swag's on point and you keep me coming right back

When you text, I write back, yeah, right back

I know you like that, that's why I handle that

Bedroom lights off, we kissing slow to a track

It ain't even 'bout the sex, I crave the gangsta, where you at?

When you all up in that, you so smooth with it

That's why I never hesitate to say, daddy, come and get it

I got my Ricky's on it, diamond, princess perfume

I can't help but think about the things we do up in the room

When it's just me and you, a fantasy come true

I can't describe, ooh, I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

You know I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

I miss touching on you, baby

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I swear to God, I miss it all, the way that you recall

Beating up your pussy, knocking pictures off the wall

In the studio, thinking to myself, I got one song left

And I'm coming home to you

Love it when I hit you from the back and you look back at me

Our sex attractive like metal to a magnet

Turn that T.I. on, that's her shit right there

Get drunk, now she hollering, that's a dick right there

I send this off to the ladies who had my head grown

A pretty black girl, a couple red bones

I guess we learn from each other 'cause we're stepping stones

With kids now like, damn, that's how it is now

Riding to New Orleans, laughing the whole time

Living life without a care, walking down Canal

I remember how you smell, the polish on your toes

Remember the first time you went down low

Nobody did it like you

I miss kissing on you

You know I miss kissing on you

I miss kissing on you

I miss touching on you, baby

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl

I miss kissing on you

I miss touching on you

I miss touching on you, baby

I can't stop thinking 'bout you

I can't stop thinking 'bout you, girl