Story Behind The Song
I gave this man the boot and had to let him know that this time he went to far
Song Description
I was tired of the man lies
Song Length |
4:30 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, R & B - Soul |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Irritated |
Subject |
Frustration |
Similar Artists |
2Pac |
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Lyrics
?Too Far? © 2006 Shaw Elite Records, All Rights Reserved
Lyrics and Music written, produced and sung by Vivian Rose Shaw
Rap performed by Lady Love
Hook
repeat 2x
This time you?ve gone to far
for me to take you back
This time you?ve gone to far
Don?t want to take you back
This time you?ve gone to far
for me to take you back
This time you?ve gone to far
Don?t want to take you back
Verse I
To many nights you left me alone
Crying wondering if you?re gonna pick up your phone you come home late at night bringing jewels, flowers candy hoping to make thing right
I remember how it used to be when it was just you and me
Now its you, me and her and you expect me not to care you tell that I?m just imaging things then tell me who brought you all these things?
I know I didn?t buy you a pair of suede shoes and you told me that you didn?t like the color blue.
What can I do with a man like you
Cause every single day you give me the blues
I should have walked away long ago but I choose to stay because I thought you was gold.
Hook repeat 2x
Verse II
You slipped you gave her you number you never expected me to be undercover
Plus you broke my golden rule
Now you?re sitting over there looking like a fool
And why don?t you ask her to let you stay since you?re over there anyway
And I can?t believe that you called me from her home what kind of women are you giving a bone
How many times do I have to tell you that you reap what you sow when you do what you do and you lost a good thing when you lost me just walk away with you dignity
Hook repeat 2x
Verse III
Come get your things your things and leave me the keys you no longer have to deal with me isn?t that what you told her? plus the fact I get on your nerves
And tell me when was she in my house how does she know the color of my couch?
And the things in my bedroom, Did you tell her about the things that we like to do?
Cherry drops, chocolate fields of dreams I be that you?ll never forget
A wanna be player is what you are because a real player wouldn?t let things get this far.
Hook
repeat and fade (adlib)