Doing Too Much

[Chorus: Paula DeAnda] I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you? Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to? Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) [Verse 1: Paula DeAnda] See, you got me all alone, waiting right here by the phone For you to call me just to hear your voice tone I keep on wonderin' if you was even feelin' me I keep on wonderin' if this was even meant to be Tell me, am I wasting time, boy? You showing me no signs Is it 'cause you on your grind? 'Cause you always on my mind I keep on wonderin' if everything you said was true I keep on wonderin' if you were really comin' through [Pre-Chorus 1: Paula DeAnda] Now here I go again, blowin' you up (Up) And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much (Much), oh Now here I go again blowin' you up (Up) And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much [Chorus: Paula DeAnda] I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you (Voicemails, miss you) Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, uh) Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you? (Why you tryna diss me, baby?) Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, doing too much) Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?) Baby, am I doing too much? This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to) Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?) [Verse 2: Paula DeAnda] I'm out with my girls, tryna have a good time (Good time) And you know I'm looking fly, tryna meet some other guys But it gets hard sometime 'cause there ain't no one just like you (You) I try my best, but I can't shake this feel you got me through (Shake, shake) All I can picture is the color of your eyes (Color of your eyes) And the way you make me smile, I ain't felt this in a while But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion Chaos and confusion, but I'm not gon' let it ruin [Pre-Chorus 2: Paula DeAnda] The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem (Esteem) Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasin' a fantasy (Oh, oh-oh-oh) The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem (Esteem) Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasin' a fantasy [Chorus: Paula DeAnda] (Too much) I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you (Why you tryna diss me, baby?) Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, too much) Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?) Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much) This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to) Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?) [Bridge: Baby Bash & Paula DeAnda] Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh) Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh) Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh) Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya Ronnie Ray, all day, women in the hallway (Ooh-ooh) Every day losin' track of the people tryna call me (Ooh-ooh) Don't take this the wrong way, I've been havin' long days Doin' it, movin' 'round the town Wherever I'm gettin' my song played, played [Pre-Chorus 1: Paula DeAnda] Now here I go again, blowin' you up (Here I go again) And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much, oh (Oh, oh-oh) Now here I go again, blowin' you up And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much [Chorus: Paula DeAnda] I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you (Voicemails, miss you) Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, too much) Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you? (Why you tryna kiss me, baby?) Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, too much) Tell me what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?) Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, ooh) This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to) Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?) [Outro: Paula DeAnda] Oh, oh-oh, ooh Doing too much