Stop Calling Me lyrics

I got feeling, tell me what you're feeling.

I got a feeling you don't mind, boy, you been takin up your time,
Tell me what you're feelings on your mind, everything is sweet and sublime.
I got a feeling you don't mind, boy, you been takin up your time,
Tell me what you're feelings on your mind, everything is sweet and sublime.

Showin off on the big court, makin moves that can never be taught,
You so fine, that's what I thought, baby, the moment from the tip off.
Can you head to the back board, then come and tell me if you can afford,
To play one-on-one in my court, baby, yeah that's what I thought.

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If you can be my man, come step into play, I'll be your couch, I'll train everyday,
And I don't even care what the ref's got to say,
Coz they don't know, don't know the games we play.
Can you step into my side-line, you're fine, no more wasting my time,
What you're real, what you're gonna baby, I ain't gonna take no foul.

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I got what you want, baby, I got what you need, baby,
I got what you want, baby, I got what you need.
I got what you want, baby, I got what you need, baby,
I got what you want, baby, I got what you need.

So break it baby, take me on, one-on-one,
I wanna see you sweat, wanna see you gettin it on.
When the whistle blows, I'll be your true referee,
Baby, and let you know that you will be playing for me.
So watch your feet when you step on the court, because this game is too short,
I'll be pretending to lending you things I've never been taught.
COz you, you're so fine, can give me a sign, coz you're sublime,
And I'll do anything to make you mine.
I got feeling, tell me what you're feeling.

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