Miscommunication chords and lyrics - TIMBALAND

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[Verse 1]
[C]Oh![D][B][F][Em]
Two [C]step, [D]oh![B][F][Em]

[Verse 2]
Let me talk to you, girl
[Em]What?
I'm [C]in your part of [D]town
I call your [B]phone,
and you're [F]no where to be [Em]found
You [C]do this every [D]time
You [B]be M.I.A. [F]every single [Em]time
The [C]part that kills

[Verse 3]
[D]me
You rather [B]chill with your [F]friend
s instead of [Em]me, huh
But [B]I ain't gon' [C]be no [D]clown
I guess I [B]call you next [F]time
I'm in your [Em]town
And you say to me...
[C]So

[Verse 4]
[D]what, I was out with my [B]friends
I'm a [F]grown woman
[Em]It's the weekend, oh
[C]So what if [D]I don't answer my pho[B]ne
What if [F]I'm not alone
[Em]I'm with him
What's it to [C]you?

[Verse 5]
I [D]need to get out
[Baug]You, you, you, you[F], you
Are [Em]killing me; you're killing me,
you're killing me
And [C]I
Just [D]wanna get out
[Baug]You, you, you, you[F], you
Are [Em]killing me; you're killing me,
you're...
What ya wanna [C]do, do, [D]do?
[B]What ya [Baug]wanna do[F], do, do[Em]?[C]

[Verse 6]
I [D]cannot escape
[B]No mat[Baug]ter what[F] I do
[Em]Can't get away from you, [C]oh
[D]Call me everyday
And [B]that there [Baug]ain't never[F] cool
[Em]Getting on my nerves
I think it's time you [C]knew
Only [D]gave you my number 'cause
[B]drinks made you cuter[F], plus
[Em]You were looking sad and lonely, [C]ooo
But [D]that's all it was
Just [B]put you in the game
[F]And her[Em]e you go complainin'
What's up with you?
[C]I

[Verse 7]
[D]need to get out
[Baug]You, you, you, you[F], you
Are [Em]killing me; you're killing me,
you're killing me
And [C]I
Just [D]wanna get out
You, you, [Baug]you, you[F], you
Are [Em]killing me; you're killing me,
you're...
What ya wanna [C]do, do, [D]do?
[B]What ya [Baug]wanna do[F], do[Em], do?
Like, whoa, lil' [C]mama,

[Verse 8]
[D]
it's the second time I'm callin' your number
[B]I ain't chasin'; I ain[F]'t even no runner
[Em]Don't you know I push the Hummer in the summer,
huh?
How you [C]hard to be reached?
[D]I can put you where you hard to be reached
[B]Black sand on the bal[F]ls of your feet
[Em]You can scream,
ain't no body gon' be asleep
This your own private beach, [C]ha ha
And when it [D]comes to sex
Just a little bit of love and
[B]little bit of that
[F]Maybe push it back where your [Em]ribs is at
Share a bowl of crunch berries,
how real is that? [C]ha ha
I'm just [D]jokin' of course
I'm trying to put your sex
game [B]back on course
[F]If you feelin' dry, like you [Em]don't get moist
If you ever get a minute, holla at yo' boy