You Make Me Sick - Radio Mix

They make me sick

I know, I feel you

That's why we gotta stick together

Yep, yep, yep

I know

You make me sick

I want you and I'm hating it (yeah, yeah)

Got me lit like a candlestick (uh)

Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit (that's right)

Can't get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

He was doing 8-0 on the freeway

In the six double O, bumping Isley

He was getting kinda close, kinda touchy

'Cause 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 getting 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 (yeah, c'mon)

You make me sick (yeah)

I want you and I'm hating it

Got me lit like a candlestick

Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit (crazy)

Can't get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

In the six now, so hot

Gotta pull all the windows down

Eyes lead and I'm thinking 'bout them sheets now

Wondering should I really take it there now?

He told me he would make it worth 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 working

I felt my knees get weak, his body was calling me

Just couldn't take the heat

Anyway it was two or three, I had to get off the streets

Baby was cool, but I knew it was game

Said, he was too schooled to be screaming my name

Even though we made the best of it

I still told him this

You make me sick

I want you and I'm hating it

Got me lit like a candlestick

Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit

Can't get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

You make me sick

I want you and I'm hating it

Got me lit like a candlestick

Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit

Can't get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

I want you and I'm hating it

Got me lit like a candlestick

Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit

Can't get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

I want you, but I'm hating it

Hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip

And it's driving me crazy, baby, don't you quit

Can't, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, you make me sick

I want you and I'm hating it (I want you and I'm hating it)