You Make Me Sick

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*: They make me sick
   I know I feel you
   That's why we got to stick together
   Yep, yep, yep - I know it!
   
R: You make 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 feeling it, I gotta get a grip on this
   Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
   Can't get enought of it
   You got me going again
   Baby you got me going again
   You make sick
   
1. We was on our way home on the freeway
   In the six double O bumpin' Isley
   He was gettin' kind of close, kind of touchy
   Guess he had a little too much Hennesy
   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 go I don't really know though
   
2. He got closer to me
   He 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
   Helluva a cool but you man had the same
   The way he licked his lips
   And touched my hips I knew that he was slick
R: You make sick...
   
3. So hot in my six now
   So hot, had to roll all the windows down
   Isley got me thinking 'bout them sheets now
   Wondering should I really take it there now?
   He told me you would make it worth it
   But thinking how many times have I heard this
   Got him feeling but I'm not even nervous
   All his slick ass lines were kind of working
   
4. I felt my knees get weak
   But he was calling me
   Just couldn't take the heat
   Anyway it was two or three
   I had to get out the streets
   Baby was cool but I knew it was game
   He was too smooth to be screaming my name
   And even though we made the best of it
   I still told him this 
R: You make sick...
   Hmm... Yeah!
R: You make sick... (2x)
   
5. I want you and I hate it
   Hot when you touch the tip
   I'm feeling it
   I gotta get a grip of this
   Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
   Can't no, no, no, no
   Oh, you make sick
   I want you and I'm hating it