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You Make Me
Sick
*Spoken*
They make me
sick
I know I feel you, that's why we gotta stick together
Yep
Yep Yep *laughs* I know it...
Chorus:
You make me
sick
I want you and I'm hatin it
Got me lit like a
candlestick
Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feelin it, I
gotta getta grip
And it's drivin me crazy baby don't you
quit
Can't get enough of it
You got me goin again
Baby, you
got me goin again
You make me sick
He was doing 8-0 on the
freeway
In the 6 double O, bumpin Isley
He was gettin kinda
close, kinda touch-ay
Cuz he had a little too much Hennessey
He told me that he wanna go home, with me up on the hill to my
condo
Told me he would keep it all on the low-low
But I told
him, "boo, I don't really know though"
He got closer to me...it
started gettin deep
He had me in a zone when he started to show
me things
I never saw before
Baby was smooth but I knew it was
game
Hell-of-a cool but you men are the same
The way he licked
his lips and touched my hips
I knew that he was slick
Repeat Chorus
In the 6 now, so
hot
Gotta pull all the windows down
Eyes lead and I'm thinkin
bout the sheets now
Wonderin should I really take it there
now
He told me he would make it worth it
Again, how many times
have I heard this
Kinda funny, but I wasn't even nervous
Well
his slick-ass lines were kinda workin
I felt my knees get
weak...his body was callin me
Just couldn't take the
heat
Anyway it was 2 or 3, I had to get off the streets
Baby
was cool but I knew it was game
Said, he was too schooled to be
screamin my name
Even though we made the best of it
I still
told him this...
Repeat Chorus
Repeat Chorus 2x
Can't..no no no
Oh, you
make me sick
I want you and I'm hatin it...hatin it...hatin
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