Pink You Make Me Sick

• Pink Just Like A Pill

Pink Just Like A Pill

He told me that he wanna go homeWith me up on the hill to my condoTold me he would keep it all on the low-lowBut I told him, 'Boo, I don't really know though'He got closer to me, it started gettin' deepHe had me in a zoneWhen he started to show me thingsI never saw beforeBaby, it was smooth but I knew it was gameHell-of-a-cool but you men are the sameThe way he licked his lips and touched my hipsI knew that he was slickYou make me sickI want you and I'm hatin' itGot me lit like a candlestickI get too hot when you touch the tip.