It Makes Me Ill

I was hangin' wit the fellas
Saw you wit your new boyfriend
It made me jealous
I was hoping that I'd never see you wit him
But it's all good 'cause I'm glad that I met him (heh)
Cause now I know the competition's very slim to none
And I can tell by lookin' that he's not the one
He's not the type you said you'd like 
His style is whack, clothes are bad
C'mon girl, let him go, I want you back

You can call me a.. hater...if ya want to... But I only hate on him... cause I want you... You can say I'm trippin.... if ya feel like But you without me ain't right You can say I'm crazy...if ya want to (that's true) I'm crazy about you.. You can say I'm breaking down inside (inside) 'Cause I can't see you wit another guy-

It makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you, with him.

Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you, with him.

Girl I know that we broke up But that doesn't mean you should give the cold shoulder Cause you know that I truly do adore ya And that other guy can't do nothin' for ya (uh) See... I can tell that you don't really love that guy So there's no need for you to go and waste your time I think you know I love you more Girl you gotta let him go I want you So just give him the boot

You can call me a.. hater...if ya want to... But I only hate on him... cause I want you... You can say I'm trippin....if ya feel like But you without me ain't right You can say I'm crazy...if ya want you (that's true) I'm crazy about you.. You can say I'm breaking down inside (inside) Cause I can't see you with another guy-

It makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you, with him.

Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention (love and attention) at his will You can't imagine (imagine) how it makes me feel To see you, with him.

Oh... It makes me ill Cause she used to be my girl (used to be... used to be... my girl) (yeah...) Oh... It makes me ill Cause she used to be my girl (my girl) So baby come back to me...

It makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will (at his will) You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you (when I see you,) with him. (with him...)

Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will (at his will) You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you, with him.

Baby I'm jealous (It makes me ill) About that other fella (To see you give) Love and attention at his will (love and attention..)Baby you can't imagine (You can't imagine how it makes me feel) To see you (see you,) with him (with him...)

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Boy we gone done it again! Message... oh! haha-- it's crazy baby... ahh!