They make me sick I know I feel you thats why we need to stick together yep,yep, yep I know ~Chorus~ 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 its, driving me crazy baby dont you quit Cant get enough of it You got me goin again Baby, you got me goin again You make me sick He was doin 8 0 on the freeway In the 6 double 0 bumpin Isley He was gettin kinda close kinda touch-ay Guess, 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'd 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 cool 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~ So hot n the 6 now, so hot Had to roll all the windows down Isley got me thinkin bout the sheets now Wonderin should I really take it there now He told me he would make it worth it I'm thinkin, how many times have I heard this Kinda funny, but I wasn't even nervous All his slick a** 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 out the streets Baby was cool but I knew it was game He was to smooth 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 no no no Oh, you make me sick I want you and I'm hatin it... hatin it... hatin it