Lyrics Adina Howard

Adina Howard

Doin' 80

This is a true story (this is a true story)

Its kinda crazy (its kinda crazy)

It goes back a little (It goes back a little)

See me and my mans (see, me and my mans)

We was like peanut butta and jelly (we was like, peanut butta n jelly)

It was crazy like (like)

One wasn't without the other (one wasn't without the other)

It was something (it was something)

And it took a wrong turn

I ended up on the freeway

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way

I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

I got this feeling that I just cant shake

And I cant focus I cant even concentrate

Where my baby been all day long

Last time we spoke said he was on his way home

I tried to tell myself don't lose it don't jump to no conclusions

But what could he be doing

Im headed for the door, grab my car keys

Now Im on the freeway doin 80

Im hoping that Im wrong aint nothings going on

I got this premonition womans intuition

If nothings going on wont you pick up the phone

And I gotta know so I gotta go

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way

I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

As I get closer I start to question what im doing

I must be wrong could I be wrong am I just foolish

He gotta know I aint the type of girl to fool with

And god I hope I don't run up and see some bullshit

I tried to tell myself don't lose it just turn up the music

But what could he be doing oh

Damn he got me dippin

Don't wanna get a ticket

But I gotta know

Im hoping that Im wrong aint nothings going on

I got this premonition womans intuition

If nothings going on wont you pick up the phone

And I gotta know so I gotta go

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 on the freeway and im on my way

I know that somethings wrong somethings wrong

Im doin 80 on the freeway tryna get to your place

And I aint slowin down till I know whats goin down

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

Im doin 80 I im doin 80

I know he's home

His lights is on

Whos car is in the driveway

He aint alone

I walked up on the porch

Knock knock knock (Who is it)

He wont open the door

Knock knock knock

Baby girl I know its you

But I cant open up this door

Cause if I do you'll know the truth and wont love me no more

Baby say no more open up the door

He opened the door

It was my best friend