Chorus:
You make me wanna throw my pager out the window
Tell MCI to cut the phone post
Break my least so I can move
Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo
I wanna put your number on the call block
Have AOL make my e-mail stop
Cause you're a bugga boo
A bugga waht you buggin who you buggin me and don't you see it ain't cool
Verse 1
It's not hot that you be calling me stressing me paging my beeper you just nonstop
And it's not hot that you be leaving me messages every ten minutes and then you stop by
When I first met you you were cool
But it was game you had me fool
Cause twenty minutes after I gave you my number you already had my mailbox full
Bridge
So what you bought a pair of shoes
What now I guess you think I owe you
You don't have to call as much as you do
I'll give 'em back to be through with you
And so what my momma likes you
What now I guess you think I will too
Even if the pope said he liked you too
I don't really care cause you're a bugga boo.
Chorus
Verse 2
It's not hot that when I'm blocking your phone number
You call me from over your best friend's house
And it's not hot that I can't even go out with my girlfriends
Without you tracking me down
You need to chill out with that mess
Cause you can't keeping having me stressed
Cause everytime my phone rings it seems to be you
And I am praying that it is someone else.
Bridge
When you call me on the phone you bugging me
When you following me around you bugging me
Everything you do be bugging me bugging me buggin me
When you show up at my door you bugging me
When you open up your mouth you bugging me
Everytime I see your face you bugging me bugging me buggin
