Young Mula baby
Young Mula baby

She saying
Do you have the time,
To listen to me whine?
She asking
Who's on the other line?
You dis me every time.
I tell her
Baby I'm a star
Shit
I'm above the stars
And now
I done got so high
I did forgotten
Who you are (uh huh)

Oh oh oh oh oh eh eh
Ah ah
Oh oh oh oh oh eh eh

Tell her I'm in love with you
But I cant be with you
Tomorrow I'll be back up on the first flight
Right up out of town

Young mula baby

Hop back in my Spaceship
Girl I gotta drop your ass off
(oh oh eh eh)
Last night
Ya we was making love,
But girl I gotta take off
(oh oh eh eh)
Cause I'ma be here next week
So call your company
And take off

(oh oh eh eh)
(oh oh eh eh)

Now she say "Where you Wayne"
So she got me all impatient
Cry me a river
I can hear my conscious
While I say aloud

Boy you got a problem (a problem)
And you ain't fooling no one
But yourself
Your like a hot revolver
(Hot revolver)
But you ain't killing no one
But yourself
And so shes gone to party town
On her own
And you gone find yourself
So all alone

I told her I can be with her
But I cant be with her
As much as she like me to
She like me too much
That's the problem
"Oh my god" then
Shorty be wildin'
And when I say I got to leave
You wouldn't believe
All of the things
That she'll do
And all of the things
She'll say to make me stay
And I be like
"damn"

I'll be back someday
But she wanna go with me to outer space
So we made love in the Milky Way
And then I send her on her way

Boy you got a problem (a problem)
And you ain't fooling no one
But yourself (yeah, yeah)
Your like a hot revolver
But you ain't killing no one (yeah, yeah)
But yourself
And so shes gone to party town
On her own
And you go by yourself
So all alone

Writer : ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE / WRIGHT, FRANK E., III / PRITCHARD, MICHAEL / CARTER, DWAYNE / VALENZANO, MARCELLO ANTONIO / LYON, ANDRE
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group