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
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 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)