Na Come Home

Oh, ooh, whoa Yeah, yeah Word is that I was tripping You're looking so fly, dripping Those loafers I bought you last week You know the one's, green, suede Gucci Got off of work early one day Went to the mall to get a shirt to match your suede But when I pulled into the driveway You was hearing her shout And looking my way babe 1 - Why you keep trying to come home When you know you got another girl that you want And you keep blowing up my cellular phone Trying to come home, home Caught you on my caller i.d Remember so you can chase after me Why you keep blowing my cellular phone You're tyring to come home, home You must have thought just maybe Trying to be lying doing Eddie Murphy But I saw you minute, and I saw her one minute You was lip locked one minute, could it be? And I guess it wasn't you who spent the time with me And I guess it wasn't you who had them set of keys And it damn sure wasn't you Who was trying to get up on me, seven days a week Believe me it's not easy Repeat 1 You can tell me what you want Just pack your things and gitty up Don't make me call the fuzz and make complaints I'll make you wish you would shrink You can tell me what you want Just pack your things and gitty up You can go back to your ways And leave me here, you'll get replaced Repeat 1