Yeah, this is Craig David
And this the (I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I Ignorants Remix)
Ignorants, Craig David, We back
Oooh wooooh woooh, yeah c`mon
Verse
[Verse one]
Girl you were my everything but you wouldn`t realize
That your friends were sittin talking bout me
Filling up your head with lies
And for all the things I`ve done for you
Only was a pretty size
And when you touching to the understanding that
I`m nothing like them other guys
[Pre-chorus]
Girl it`s plain to see you are now meant to be
You were the best thing in my life, in my life yeah
Now it`s time to go, sorry to tell you so
I`m tired of all the games.. that you play with me
[Chorus]
I`m walking away
Why you blowing up my telephone?
It`s the type of {bitch} you know that can`t get down
Checking all the battle that I be giving you on, you crazy
I`m walking away
I`ma tell you how the story ends
Can you buy my car you can have your friends
And there`s nothing that there`s left to say, baby
Baby
[Verse two]
You`re the only one in my life
You`re the only one in my dreams
Don`t let your friends get in between
And now we falling apart at the seams
It`s never good to turn and walk away
When you`re having troubles in your life
The reminds of the discussions
Is the only way to make it right
[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus] X2
[Verse three]
I`m walking away, from all the troubles in my life
I`m walking away, girl cus you didn`t treat me right
I`m walking away, to find somebody new
Somebody not like you
So don`t {fuck} up at it too, cus, yeah baby
(Remix)
[Trell]
I don`t care if you got pretty hair and nice clothes
And I ain`t seen a pretty pair just like those
And your friends seam to think I`m dealing with any hoes
Cus I`m in the studio or doing to many shows, that`s no
You out faster than that mood you in
I mean NO.. V.I.P just for you and a friend
I mean NO.. C.O.K no drop BM
I just kick it to the curb wit yo OTM
You can run up in the club that`s if they lettin you in
Or I be in so many women so let the sweating begin
I make your friends think; I know what you`re seeing in him
(He says it fatter then your father then you`re seeing in gym)
We, hmmm, Craig David and recording and stir
How can you knock that young glad cultrepreneur
You betta {fuckin} think up some or I`m leaving wit her
Ignorants`s production at the street-affair
And eeeh
[Chorus] X3
Why you blowing up my telephone
I`m the typa brotha you know that I can get down
We out
