You make me sick (french remix)

[Chorus] You make me sick I want you and I am hating it Got me lit like a candlestick Get too hot when you touch the tip, I am feeling it, I got to get a grip And it is 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 [Verse 1] He was doing 8-0 on the freeway In the 6 double O, bumping Islay He was getting kind of close, kind of touch-ay Because he had a little too much Hennessey He told me that he want to 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 do not 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 [Chorus] You make me sick I want you and I am hating it Got me lit like a candlestick Get too hot when you touch the tip, I am feeling it, I got to get a grip And it is 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 [Verse 2: Acid] Qui aurait dit qu’un jour j’me mettrais à parler ainsi Assis aux côtés d’une femme aux cheveux roses à lâcher d’fameuses proses Là, j’veux la chose inédite, prémédite symbiose Entre nous pas d’abstrait, rien que du concret Donc lâchons-nous à souhait C’qu’il faut c’est savourer l’instant présent S’laisser aller sans s’rendre malade, Acid Pink c’est l’alchimie idéale [Verse 3] In the 6 now, so hot Got to pull all the windows down Eyes lead and I am thinking bout the sheets now Wondering should I really take it there now He told me he would make it worth it Again, how many times have I heard this? Kind of funny, but I was not even nervous Well his slick-ass lines were kind of working I felt my knees get weak his body was calling me Just could not take the heat Anyway it was 2 or 3, 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 [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 got to 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 [Verse 4: Acid] Acid! À force de s'rendre malade Quand tout peut être si simple et si sain Acid, devenu black Casanova, pour toi j’innove J’crois qu’Cupidon m’a planté une flèche dans l’dos Face à ton corps, j’suis comme désarmé Mais désormais j’n’ai plus rien à cacher, mes trésors, mes sentiments sont tiens C'truc si rare, on l'tient Nomme le comme tu veux, c'que j'veux c’est l’partager avec toi [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 got to 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 [Outro] Double Face, Double Face DJ Kost DJ Goldfingers La Brigade, la Brigade