Too Much Lyrics & Tabs by Webbie
Too Much
guitar chords lyrics
Youre too much, youre too much
Youre too much, youre too much
I thought Id came through later on when youre home alone
And you dont have nothing on, just your thong alone
We can open up some bottles, we can roll up a zone
Or we can get straight to the point and we can getting it on
She mad, she say I visit her wrong and every time she hit me up I never pick up the phone
I told her, Listen, baby, girl, Ive been missing, youre gone
But on my agenda, Ive been getting along
You go to sleep in them expensive gowns
I must admit she really one of the baddest bitches around
I thought if she independent know how bitches get down
She probably is, I dont ever see no niggas around
Probably cause she done figured it outthe bullshit, know what niggas about
get a job, just wanna sit in your home, I tell her Im a different fella, come on, listen me out
She probably is, I dont ever see no niggas around
Probably cause she done figured it outthe bullshit, know what niggas about
get a job, just wanna sit in your home, I tell her Im a different fella, come on, listen me out
You know the time pass when youre having fun or dont
Fine ass, you been tripping me off
She hotter than a devil, on another level
I aint wanna sweat here, really all that I could tell her was
Youre too much, youre too much
Youre too much, youre too much
She hotter than a devil, on another level
I aint wanna sweat here, really all that I could tell her was
Youre too fine so every time you slide through
Everybody gotta look at least two times
I dont play crazyplaying hard to get but Imma get mad due time
The lady got her own cheddar, she dont need mine
I dont need hers so dont matter, we both fine
I stand back and I look better from both sides
High born, bad bitch, we both fine
Now it aint just for that ass kiss that does shine
Better cop a dime, as it is its gonna be stroke time
Hit the club, ice up, white silkwhen I spot her up in no time
She can bag it up like she aint got no spine
Quite and leave a broke ass nigga like a clothes line
She dont want an old man, says she got her own self
girl, you know you something else
On some whole other shit, way, way out of here
You aint gotta say a thing, its already clear
Youre too much, youre too much
Youre too much, youre too much
She hotter than a devil, on another level
I aint wanna sweat here, really all that I could tell her was
I aint gonna lie, you a bad bitch and you marry but Im the savage
I talk a lot of shit but I can bag it, might get you whine first, I make you come first
I make you feel good when it dont feel right
And even though its wrong, I make it feel right
And you aint never cheated but you still might
I say we go and cop a firestorm and live life
She hotter than a devil, on another level
I aint wanna sweat here, really all that I could tell her was
Youre too much, youre too much
Youre too much, youre too much
She hotter than a devil, on another level
I aint wanna sweat here, really all that I could tell her was
Youre too much, youre too much
Youre too much, youre too much
