Song Description
a neo soul type song about a fling that went a little sour for the guy. The song starts kind of suttle and builds with emotion towards the end both in vocals and music.
Song Length |
4:15 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, R & B - Funk |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Cool, Exultant |
Subject |
Bad Love, General |
Similar Artists |
Mary J. Blige, Toni Braxton |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
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Lyrics
Verse I
I can feel you staring at me, burnin' a hole straight through my heart .
Could you handle if I approached you I spotted me a bullseye
baby I am the dart
Betcha never saw this coming did ya? I'll satisfy your infatuation.
So what is it that people call you, me I go by miss intimidation
Verse II
Dont be scared of me my baby its just a summer fling or maybe
we'd make it till the air grew cool then I'd be done so we'd be through
Dont act like you didn't know from the start
you should've never ever used your heart
Chorus
If you and I arent meant to be then why are you still eyein' me
You couldnt handle my kind
As weeks fly by to the next year Im every mans worst nightmare
Are you dreamin yet
Verse III
Hey there mister if you please, its ladies night and its hard to breath
The answer I already knew but there is something I must ask you boy, Dont take it wrong
Cant you drool anymore and pick your tounge up off the floor
and then he clamed up and turned away
Bridge
dont act like you didnt see just how playettes got to be
to save our hearts from being jaded
Thoughts of love are never spoken, my hearts been broken
one to many times
Verse III
Uh Oh here I come point blank at you like a loaded gun
you know we cant be seen together
summer flingin' undercover
See me over there by my maple tree
I got the cure for the sting you see
dont act like you didnt see just how a playettes got to be.
do do doodo dadoo doo
Chorus
If you and I aren't meant to be then why are you still eyein' me
you couldn't handle my kind
As weeks fly by to the next year I'm every mans worst nightmare
and are you dreamin' yet?
you couldn't handle my kind
Bridge
Verse IV
But you're gonna ruin my reputation
We have to stop this conversation
Before someone spots you flirtin' with Miss Intimidation
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