Sick of Being Lonely (Remix) Field Mob (Ft. Trina)

[Chorus]
I'm so sick of being lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

[Interlude {* sung*}]
Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah (What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh(What's goin' on?)

[Verse 1]
Hmmm, but tonight seem different
Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused)
Cuz I ain't even get shhhh
My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell
And when I CALL HER, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail
What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong
For goin' and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin
Hoping you're "Home Alone" like Caulkin
But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Verse 2: Trina]
You can't play the Diamond mommy foolish like Ashanti
You gotta convince me nigga if you really want me
Tell me what happened to the Tiffany gifts
And all the quality time and Caribbean trips
Now you creep with them freaks every night of the week
I'll see you 7:45 by the side of ya streets
I'm sick of bein lonely, I'm ready to creep
You out trickin with ya homies, I'm hittin the streets
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