You make sick

They make me sick
I know, I feel you, thats why we gotta stick together
Yep yep yep.. *laughs* I know it

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 dont 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 doin' 80 on the freeway
In the 6 double O bumpin' Isley
He was gettin' kinda close, kinda touch-ey
Cuz he had a little too much Henessay
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 dont really know though'
He got closer to me, he 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
Helluva cool but you men are the same
The way he licked his lips and touched my hips
I knew that he was sick

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 wasnt 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 3x

Can't.. no no no
Oh, you make me sick
I want you and I'm hatin' it.. hatin' it.. hatin' it