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Artist: Cassidy
Album: Split Personality (2004)
Title: Make U Scream

Lyrics Make U Scream

[Chorus (Cassidy & Female Voice)]
[Female Voice:] I'd like to make sweet love to you
[Cassidy:] What you say you tryin' to do, huh?
[C:] I'll make you scream like
[F:] AHHH!
[C:] And shout like
[F:] AHHH!
[C:] And sing
[F:] Do di do do di do do do
[C:] Now what you say?
[F:] I'd like to make sweet love to you

[Repeat]

[Verse 1 (Cassidy)]
Okay!
I was told you ain't got it nice, 'til you got a wife
But nope I'ma baller cuz, never gon fall in love
Pshyche that's a damn lie
Ladies put ya hands high every woman should get that one man to stand by
It's called devotion, emotions could make a man cry
But ma wipe ya tears and just stare in that man eyes
Prove that you there for him, prove that you care for him
That's how you gotta act, prove that you got his back
Prove that you not a rat
Don't creep and ho around, hold him down
'Cause you know what comes around goes around
And I'm older now and it might sound kinda weird
But man all them damn AIDS commercials got me kinda scared

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 (juvie)]

i can see that you will be a w from the stands
she tryna hide it but i can tell you are need for a man
and i figured in nine months it would have you fat & cutin it
& them tears were sittin nice
now thats stats from fuckin him
you gotta give me ya address them digits or somethin
im tryna meet ova ya house diss me bout ya cuzzin dude
yu needa sacrifice a lil time to hear me out
read beyond the music and rhymes
do what yu think about
same story, i struggled til' i became a success
was born and raised in the jects' wit a pants life full of deaths
yu aint gotta be a dyme its not the way that it goes
we mite settle for a 7 or 8 but a 6 no

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 (Cassidy)]
Sis if you make love to me
Kissin' and huggin' me
Lickin' and rubbin' me, it'll get ugly
The bed got a mink spread gettin all cuddley
Pop bub' the hot tub gettin all bubbley
You don't even gotta ask, all my girls got it bad
Closet full of Prada bags and I ain't even gotta brag
Yeah I keep them lookin real
Go 'head you can push the wheel
And if ya face tough I might wake up and cook a meal
Whatever you ask for (It's yours)
We can go to my bungalo over in Tahiti with the glass floors
Fish swimmin 'round, the moonlight shimmer down
I got the bomb stroke
Girl get ya spine broke

[Chorus Until Fade]


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