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Tytuł: You make me ill

  • Wykonawca: Baha Men
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   They make me ill I know I feel you
  That's why we got to stick together
  Yep, yep, yep laughs I know it!
  
  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 enough of it
  You got me going again Baby you got me going again You make sick
  
  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 Hennesey
  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
  
  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
  
  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 enough of it
  You got me going again Baby you got me going again You make sick
  
  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
  
  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
  
  You make ill 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
  
  Hmm...yeah
  
  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 enough of it
  You got me going again Baby you got me going again You make sick
  
  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 enough of it
  You got me going again
  Baby you got me going again
  You make sick
  
  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