(feat. The Clipse)
You know what it is man!
Uh huh Uh huh (Clipse)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah Natasha)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah)
Dog chow
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
[CLIPSE:]
You sick over your hump
You doing your thang
Make them trick over ya, Hun
Buy you a ring
And since he wants to be dumb
Copy the ranger
The Miami hot rod when u knocking you hangs
That'd be the getaway with the two of us can grown
Anytime he calls I just pass you the phone
G for the flown all across the seas
And I never met a - who's finer than me
Maybe a handbag or some designer jeans
But never my heart, won't wear it on my sleeve
Seen too many bite the apple like me
So when you talk love that's when I set you free
[NATASHA:]
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
(Bring that back)
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick 'cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
I don't want you hating me 'cause you think I'm conceited
But as I ? 'Cause you man like what he's seeing
Don't be mad 'cause when I walk these boys be breathing
And they playing and they staring and these ? breathing
I'm s-even-teen
And I'm up in the club with no ID
Escorted past you with security
And I'm chilling, watching up in VIP
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Your looking all retarded
Crazy with all that started
But you can't get mad at me
'Cause I'm looking some out of magazine
Oh! All I'm trying to do is make this money
Cant help these boys is on me
You better fall, beg all for me
Tick to it easy jus' call me in the morning'
[CLIPSE:]
Call the doctor
These - so sick
The truth is back
We do away with the imposters
Sit amongst the mobsters
Stones blue as Doppler
You track the storm
Lightning wrapped around the collar
Follow the fast lane
The re-up rulers
We started from foreigner have like preschoolers
Now we in the middle of old like hole-a-hooplas
Crown Vic scholars that - we stay troopers
Aviator lens
Drop head coop
Let your head blow in the wind u the envy of your friends
Yves saint Laurent
Make every woman grand
Pocket full of bobble heads
Lets spin them to the end
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
[Rewind]
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
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Natasha Ramos - So Sick Lyrics
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(feat. The Clipse)
You know what it is man!
Uh huh Uh huh (Clipse)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah Natasha)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah)
Dog chow
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
[CLIPSE:]
You sick over your hump
You doing your thang
Make them trick over ya, Hun
Buy you a ring
And since he wants to be dumb
Copy the ranger
The Miami hot rod when u knocking you hangs
That'd be the getaway with the two of us can grown
Anytime he calls I just pass you the phone
G for the flown all across the seas
And I never met a - who's finer than me
Maybe a handbag or some designer jeans
But never my heart, won't wear it on my sleeve
Seen too many bite the apple like me
So when you talk love that's when I set you free
[NATASHA:]
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
(Bring that back)
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick 'cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
I don't want you hating me 'cause you think I'm conceited
But as I ? 'Cause you man like what he's seeing
Don't be mad 'cause when I walk these boys be breathing
And they playing and they staring and these ? breathing
I'm s-even-teen
And I'm up in the club with no ID
Escorted past you with security
And I'm chilling, watching up in VIP
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Your looking all retarded
Crazy with all that started
But you can't get mad at me
'Cause I'm looking some out of magazine
Oh! All I'm trying to do is make this money
Cant help these boys is on me
You better fall, beg all for me
Tick to it easy jus' call me in the morning'
[CLIPSE:]
Call the doctor
These - so sick
The truth is back
We do away with the imposters
Sit amongst the mobsters
Stones blue as Doppler
You track the storm
Lightning wrapped around the collar
Follow the fast lane
The re-up rulers
We started from foreigner have like preschoolers
Now we in the middle of old like hole-a-hooplas
Crown Vic scholars that - we stay troopers
Aviator lens
Drop head coop
Let your head blow in the wind u the envy of your friends
Yves saint Laurent
Make every woman grand
Pocket full of bobble heads
Lets spin them to the end
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
[Rewind]
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
You know what it is man!
Uh huh Uh huh (Clipse)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah Natasha)
Uh huh Uh huh (Yeah)
Dog chow
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
[CLIPSE:]
You sick over your hump
You doing your thang
Make them trick over ya, Hun
Buy you a ring
And since he wants to be dumb
Copy the ranger
The Miami hot rod when u knocking you hangs
That'd be the getaway with the two of us can grown
Anytime he calls I just pass you the phone
G for the flown all across the seas
And I never met a - who's finer than me
Maybe a handbag or some designer jeans
But never my heart, won't wear it on my sleeve
Seen too many bite the apple like me
So when you talk love that's when I set you free
[NATASHA:]
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
(Bring that back)
Yeah! You should a say right
You better recognize
I'd be the check up in the corner
Got you and your eyes
You know I'm looking slimming
Girl u in a fight
Well not hot girl got some prissy fuss
My hair is grown
And I aint got to re-'cause
I'm just coming for the crown
Don't be trying to trick me
'Cause you mans on my phone
Go and tell my mama 'cause she don't care 'cause I'm grown
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick 'cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
I don't want you hating me 'cause you think I'm conceited
But as I ? 'Cause you man like what he's seeing
Don't be mad 'cause when I walk these boys be breathing
And they playing and they staring and these ? breathing
I'm s-even-teen
And I'm up in the club with no ID
Escorted past you with security
And I'm chilling, watching up in VIP
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Your looking all retarded
Crazy with all that started
But you can't get mad at me
'Cause I'm looking some out of magazine
Oh! All I'm trying to do is make this money
Cant help these boys is on me
You better fall, beg all for me
Tick to it easy jus' call me in the morning'
[CLIPSE:]
Call the doctor
These - so sick
The truth is back
We do away with the imposters
Sit amongst the mobsters
Stones blue as Doppler
You track the storm
Lightning wrapped around the collar
Follow the fast lane
The re-up rulers
We started from foreigner have like preschoolers
Now we in the middle of old like hole-a-hooplas
Crown Vic scholars that - we stay troopers
Aviator lens
Drop head coop
Let your head blow in the wind u the envy of your friends
Yves saint Laurent
Make every woman grand
Pocket full of bobble heads
Lets spin them to the end
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
[Rewind]
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
Why you looking all twisted in your grill
You look so sick 'cause I'm looking so sick
You look so sick 'cause these boy want to hiss
You look so sick 'cause I make these boys fit
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?
You must be sick 'cause u didn't find me
You must be sick 'cause you child's behind me
Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me
W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?