Christopher Dececio, Andrea Obeid - Trippin' Boy Lyrics

You’ll never be the type of man that I need
So keep your lies and games and take to the street
You must be trippin’ if you think that I’ll give
A second chance to you to rinse and repeat

Oh, now you’re trippin’
Now you’re trippin’, boy
Yeah, now you’re trippin’
Trippin’ boy

I’ve seen the pics of you that’s floatin’ around
I bet you figured I would never find out
But that’s OK; I’ve got your keys to my place
I’m with my ladies and we’re out on the town

You really thought I was a sweet little thing
Just believing every word that you say
Think I’m home waiting for you to call me
Think again; I guess you didn’t know me