Featuring da brat jermaine dupri
Jermaine dupri:
You wanna dance?
Ha i'ma make you dance
You wanna move?
Ha i'ma make you move
Dru hill come on
Dru hill:
I got this feeling
I can't turn it loose
That somebody else is getting next to you
Can't walk around
Like i was your fool
Cause being who i am i can't lose my cool
My friends keep telling me bout things going on
But deep in my heart babe
I hope that i'm wrong
Chorus:
Somebody's sleepin' in my bed
Messin' with my head
Takin' my place
(somebody's sleepin' in my bed)
Sleepin' in bed
Messin' with my head
Takin' my place
(takin my place, oh oh)
I come home early expecting your warm embrace
But something's wrong cause it's written on your face
(written on your face)
Cause it hurts so bad when i walk through the door
But you know one thing
I ain't comin' back no more
Don't try to tell me things are still the same
Cause when we made love i heard you call out his name
Chorus
What else did you want?
What else did you need?
Giving you everything plus my heart
I gave you the world (yes i did)
Cause you were my girl (oh yes i)
But you still ran out on me
Jd: uh, fly shit, differnt colors whips
I got plenty big hits, all kinda dips
Got too many
Da brat:my life ain't complete if i ain't got no buzz
And can't nobody do it like we does
It's a must brat bust and the mike you hand to me
And represent for the rest of the family
Jd: well i'm known for makin' moves on my own big songs
And now i keep it commin' stong till the early morn
Da brat:lemme interrupt
Your regular schedule
Twistin' off high levels of bubonic
Chokin' amateurs till they vomit
Jd: i make em sick cause i'm the williest
Da brat:too much for you to deal with
My niggas that ride quick
Survive or die bitch
Jd: why switch this remix hurts everyday
It's like this and i never stop puttin it in work
I rock from l.a. to dru hill
Something you can feel
All i'm about is that dolla dolla bill
What the deal?
Da brat:funkier than parliment
Stay bent behind tent
And keep a nigga payin' my rent
My goldier scent lingers
Vvs describes best what's on the fingers
Jd: we make believers out of dreamers
Repeat chorus till fade