Lyrics Overrated - Eric Bellinger

When you be scrollin' through your cellphone, late at night
We be gettin' our freak on, all night
When you be goin' to the movies, you be frontin'
And we be at the crib makin' movies, me and my woman
I'm done living single
I know I could have 'em all
But that ain't the shit that I'm on
I'm done living single
Ooh in a side chick kind of world
I'm glad I got my girl
'Cause it's overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
Overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
(I'm done living single)
Overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
Ooh in a side chick (Hey) kind (Hey) of world (Hey)
I'm glad I got my girl
Han When you be checkin' in the friendzone, tryna get her
I be on one knee in the endzone, my nigga
When she be goin' through your caller ID, tryna see who you textin'
Han My girl ain't worried 'bout me,
'cause she knows she the only one I'm sextin'
I'm done living (Hey) single (I know)
I know I could have 'em all (Yeah)
But that ain't the shit that I'm on (shit that I'm on)
I'm done living (living) single
Ooh in a side chick kind of world
I'm glad I got my girl
'Cause it's overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
Overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
(I'm done living single)
Overrated (Hey), overrated (Hey), overrated (Oh)
Ooh in a side chick (Hey) kind (Hey) of world (Hey)
I'm glad I got my girl
I could be up in the club all night baby I'd rather lay here with you
Ain't nothin' out there but them hoes
with no loyalty that's why I fuck with you
Yeah that's why I fuck with you baby
That's why I'm in love with you baby
And Lord knows the sex is amazing, girl why you think you have my baby
That's why I ain't never looking at nobody else but you baby
That's why I don't give a damn 'bout these call on my phone
I change my number every two weeks just for you girl
See I don't need none of them bitches
No, no, not at all, no
They can have all the Louis and the Gucci too
But you work for love, yeah you work for love
When I come home and the dishes is put away in the kitchen
And my clothes washed and folded up in the dresser
I know, I know, I know that I'm doing the right thing babe
I'm on my Spike Lee shit (Ye-ye-yeah oo-ooh)
Being single it's overrated