You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') You'll never find, as long as you live Someone who loves you tender like I do You'll

How could you forget? Oh, you ain't gotta tell me I know We'll never be the same as before But I can only tell you how I feel right now I'm missing how you feel right now Oh, how you gonna act like that? I just don't get it Tell me does he do it, do you

If you’re pretending from the start like this With a tight grip, then my kiss can mend your broken heart I might miss everything you said to me And I can lend your broken parts That might fit like this And I will give you all my heart So we can start it

I miss my baby Messin' with these LA girls I'm missin' my baby (LA girls) There was Nikki, Nicole, Tiffany, and Heather But there's only room for you in my world But you say that I changed like the east coast weather How the hell did I get caught up?

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap

Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo I don't want to miss it when you hit that high 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Take me dancing tonight You put the boom boom into my heart (hoo, hoo) You send my soul sky high when

Uh-uh-uh-eh-eh Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Uh-uh-uh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh I turn my radio up and it's just my luck Why are you following me? It's like a 'missing you' sign Is written on my face

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again And I know why we had to say goodbye Like the back of my hand And I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man If you were a better man But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a

How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted (2x) Yo my rap taste good in my mouth like Deer Park For your ears to list-this You don't want to miss this dun Don't be a statistic Keep your rhymes to yourself, we make fools out of niggas And write shit

Fuckin' and kissin' Fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin' Fuck me and kiss me Like you miss me I know you miss it Like you miss me, 'cause I know you miss it Would I be trippin' if I tell you I'm different 'cause everyone's different? But, look,