Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wendy Brianna Williams
Songwriter
Lyrics
Telling me to do you
Telling me to do you
Telling me to do you
Trying to be patient
Sick and tired of waiting
Got to get used to it
Man I miss the old you
Doing new tings
Now I feel like I don't know you
Now this is the new you
Tight dress, going out
Telling, telling me to do you
Mi like how you whine
In the late night
She just want some flowers
And a date night
Told her get used to it
Pum Pum good
Glued to it
I like how you whine on a late night
Hit you back
Don't call ain't right
Steady telling me to do you
Man who is this new you
Try to hold on but,
I might not make it
Try to tell truth
But she just can't take it
Told her get used to it
Know she ain't used to it
Trying to be patient
Know you sick and tired of waiting
Told her get used to it
Body like a goddess
In the moonlight
She just want some money
When she do right
Try to be patient
Trying to be patient
Know you sick and tired of waiting
Told her get used to it
I like how you whine
On a late night
Yeah you want some flowers
On a date night
Told her get used to it
Pum Pum good
Glued to it
I like how you whine on a late night
Hit you back
You don't call
Know you ain't right
Steady telling me to do you
Man who is this new you
Try to hold on but,
We might not make it
Try to tell truth
But you just can't take it
Told her get used to it
Why she ain't used to it
Trying to be patient
Know you sick and tired of waiting
Told her get used to it
I just want yo body
In the moonlight
She just want some money
When she do right
Try to be patient
Tell each other
Trying to be patient
Know you sick and tired of waiting
Got to get used to it
I like how she whine on it
Ahh
I like how you whine on it
Ahh
I like how you whine on it
Ahh
Trying to be patient
Sick and tired of waiting
Got to get used to it
Writer(s): Wendy Williams
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