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Too Much To Ask Video (MV)




Performed By: Joe Daley
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Joseph Daley




Joe Daley - Too Much To Ask Lyrics
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Ahh Ahh Ooo Yeah
Aw here we go here we go here we go here we go
Someone fill my hand with that little green bottle
Let me drink it down to the last swallow
Not Drake but you're welcome to the grotto
Jamie glass same color as the Tahoe
So that I can get ready for the midnight
Don't gotta show me how to get into a fistfight
These motherf*ckers try to call me try to call me
Try to call me try to call me try to call me and I just might
Don't sit me down I can stand on my own two feet
I'm moving in a way that you clowns can't see
I'm holding in my hands all that I ever need
You'll never hold me back
You'll never hold me back no
Hold on
Hold on
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
If so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
Oh girl if so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Grab a mic take a bow
That seat yeah you really earned it now
Yeah you really earned it now
Pump the breaks
That shit never gon' be my fate
I will do whatever it takes
You don't gotta know what I'm getting at
Or what I'm getting back to hear me now
Get your ass up off of the floor
Get your shit and head to the door
Your life is waiting for you to be in charge
Hold on
Hold on
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
If so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
Oh girl if so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask Too much to ask
Yeah yeah
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Ahh Ahh Ooo Yeah
Aw here we go here we go here we go here we go
Someone fill my hand with that little green bottle
Let me drink it down to the last swallow
Not Drake but you're welcome to the grotto
Jamie glass same color as the Tahoe
So that I can get ready for the midnight
Don't gotta show me how to get into a fistfight
These motherf*ckers try to call me try to call me
Try to call me try to call me try to call me and I just might
Don't sit me down I can stand on my own two feet
I'm moving in a way that you clowns can't see
I'm holding in my hands all that I ever need
You'll never hold me back
You'll never hold me back no
Hold on
Hold on
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
If so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
Oh girl if so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Grab a mic take a bow
That seat yeah you really earned it now
Yeah you really earned it now
Pump the breaks
That shit never gon' be my fate
I will do whatever it takes
You don't gotta know what I'm getting at
Or what I'm getting back to hear me now
Get your ass up off of the floor
Get your shit and head to the door
Your life is waiting for you to be in charge
Hold on
Hold on
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
If so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
I see you tryna' call me on my shit grab a hold of the phone
If you're gonna tell me to wash my hands better clean your own
Oh girl if so I'll take my chances and look into the past
I guess keepin' up with love baby is just too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask
Too much to ask Too much to ask
Yeah yeah
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