Trippin' Lyrics

Chorus:
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'

Verse 1:
You see you thought I was naïve ‘til I said her name
It's funny guess you didn't love me anyway
You used to tell me you was witcha homies and their friends
But really you just had Michelle wrapped around your legs

Pre-Chorus:
(How did I know?) You left your phone alone with me again
(How did I know?) Could hear you calling her a 2am
(How did I know?) Kept telling me she was just a friend
(How did I know?) Because you're messing with my ex-best friend

Chorus:
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'

Verse 2:
You see the thing about me is I'm not that kind of girl
To bend over backwards just to keep you from loving her
Despite the fact I'm dissing you for doing me like that
No don't you worry ‘bout me I'll be getting more of that

Pre-Chorus:
(You should've known) That I'd be playing with you just as bad
(You should've known) That I've been sleeping with another man
(You should've known) Can't really blame me for acting like that
So bad, so bad, so bad (hey) Chorus:
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'

Bridge:
Tired of the games
No, your loving ain't the same
I'm not the one to blame
Can't keep treating me this way
Tired of the games
No, your loving ain't the same
I'm not the one to blame
Can't keep treating me this way

Pre-Chorus:
(How did I know?) Just stop complaining, boy, you've made your bed
(You should've known) I'd make you lay in it with no regret
(How did I know?) I saw those pictures on the internet
(You should've known) That I'd find out now this whole thing is dead

Hook:
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'
Spend the night alone, I'm surprised you even thought to call me
On the phone, usually you out with all your girlfriends
No I know, you think I didn't know that you was creepin'
On the low, boy you must be trippin' trippin'

Outro:
Night alone (night alone)
On the phone, o-o-o-on the phone (hey-ey-ya-hey-hey-hey-ey-hey-ya)
No I know (no-no-no-no-no)
(No-no-no-no-no-no) Trippin', trippin'

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