Stef Lang

Mr. Immature
Here you go againBanging on my bedroom doorYour game is wearing thinLoving you is such a choreYou're overrated, intoxicatedYou're just a boy without a clueSick of your temperI don't remember what I ever saw in youGrow up, Mr. ImmatureI'm getting tired of your misbehavingIf I wanted a child, then I would have had a babyGet out, Mr. InsecureIt's clear to me that you're never changingI need a man, not a boy that drives me crazyHere you go again With your broke ass philosophySmoking all my cigarettes While you're running your mouth on meYou cry for attentionConstant affectionBaby, you've got to face the truthTime to get soberWake up, it's overI'm breaking up with youLetras de cancionesGrow up, Mr. ImmatureI'm getting tired of your misbehavingIf I wanted a child, then I would have had a babyGet out, Mr. InsecureIt's clear to me that you're never changingI need a man, not a boy that drives me crazySo get up, get out, get off my bedOwn up to all the things you've saidYou, babyYou always said you had it roughBut I had it worse, I've had enoughYou're crazyGet out, Mr. Insecureit's clear to me that you're never changingI need a man not a boy who needs toGrow up, Mr. ImmatureI'm getting tired of your misbehavingIf I wanted a child, then I would have had a babyGet out, Mr. InsecureIt's clear to me that you're never changingI need a man, not a boy that drives me crazyNa na na na na na na na na (If I wanted a child, then I would have had a baby, yeah, yeah)I need a man, not a boy that drives me crazy From Letras Mania