Bug A Boo 12" — Destiny s Child
Wyclef
East Side South Side North Side West Side
Le Toya
We told you we was gonna give it to you raw We ain't do it right the first time We gonna do it right the second time
1 - [Destiny's Child] You make me wanna throw my pager out the window Tell MCI to cut the phone poles Break my lease 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-mails stop 'Cause you a bug a boo You're buggin' what? You're buggin' who? You're buggin me And don't you see it ain't cool
2 - [Wyclef] Come on, come on, come on Yo who's bugging who? Destiny is coming through Wyclef, Jerry Wonder 'bout to hit y'all with the new groove
Destiny's Child
Who's bugging who? Destiny is coming through La Tavia, Le Toya, Beyoncй, Kelly acting a fool
Beyoncй
It's not hot that you be callin' me Stressing me, paging my beeper You're just non-stop And it's not hot That you be leaving me messages every 10 minutes And then you stop by When I first met you, you were cool But it was game you had me fooled 'Cause 20 minutes after I gave you my number You already had my mailbox full
Beyoncй
So what, you're talking 'bout your feeling you's Never told you to buy me shoes Now you're rolling with an attitude Plus the word on the streets is you're a bug a boo
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Beyoncй
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 keep having me stressed 'Cause every time my phone rings it seems to be you And I'm praying that it is someone else
Beyoncй
So what? Ain't even like I knew you So what? Tell your peoples I ain't feeling you So what? Don't call me I'll call you Cause cupid ain't shoot till he shot you
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Beyoncй
Yo Clef (What up? What up?) We ain't heard from you in a while So break it down for the cheering, Latin style
Wyclef
Destiny's Child remade numero uno You wanna hate me now like Nas Cause you dos, tres, cuatro Thugs still in the dance Ain't no need to bust you're A-K We all can get along