Tim McGraw
Suspicions
[Hook: Tim McGraw]

I'm so glad that I met you baby
I'm so proud when we walk in the room
I know it's crazy to worry like I do
I get this feeling that I'm losing you
I get these suspicions
Even though I know that you love me baby
And I really shouldn't feel this way
Oooh, suspicions
I can't help it, you're just so good looking
I'm afraid somebody's gonna steal you away from me

[Verse 1: C-Weav]
They took my baby, lost my phone number
Canged her cell phone, part time and home number
Facebook relationships, money saved for taking trips
The cheese I like to make the dip, now i’m stuck just taking sips
Of Brown liqour, white liquor, I thought I was the right n***a
Came and sat and made a plate and ate and left just like n***as
Miss the hair in the sink, heels laying on my floor
Crib smell like n***as now, she ain't here wit me no more
Gave away my top spot, I thought I had it top locked
Spit my game cool thought I was smoother than her pop pop
Then I heard a pop pop, she done shot and dropped my heart
Then she cut my lights out, I had to find it in the dark
Knowing that it’s my fault, feeling like I was the shit
It's sad that she don’t want me, what’s worst is she don’t want the dick
Now I'm in the crib sick, feeling like a dip shit
If I can get her back I swear I'm done wit this pimp shit
Going thru my phone log then I broke down in tears
Held it up on my ear and said this on a phone call
Repeat Hook