Song: Addictive ~~ 2002 ~~ 4:58
Artist: Truth Hurts featuring Rakim
LP/CD: Truth Hurts ~~ J ~~ 2002
Composers: David Blake~Stephen Garrett~William Griffin
You walk the planet
Wherever you at you stand out
Plus you specialize in freakin your man out
Put it all in one pot and see if it pan out
Stick your hand out, I got it all planned out
Layin out, I set a day to wed on
Cause you got your head on, you my queen from Heron
Lookin like Lady Revelon with all that on
She fiendin to mama from King Heron
Put the silk best spread on
Rose petals and sand castle lit, Victorias Secret set on
Rough sex turn her hair on
So ghetto innocent, but scandalous with just bling and fur on
Million dollar habit
She said its a feelin, she gotta have it
Once she get it, she holler, Thats it
Keep her water stop at the high, its automatic
Oh, s***, she O.D.in again, I got a addict
He breaks me down
He builds me up
He fills my cup
I like it rough
We fuss, we brawl
We rise, we fall
He comes in vain
But its okay
We do, I do
He knows the rules
He takes care of home (Hey, yeah)
Though hes not alone
Im on his team
He treats me clean
And gives me things
He makes me scream, yeah...
Hes so contagious
Returns my pages (Ooh...)
Hes got me anxious (Oh...)
Hes what Ive waited for
He keeps me guessin (Oh...)
Spontaneous (Oh)
Hes so persuasive
And Im his lady (Oh...oh...)
Tonight is waitin (Tonight is waitin)
And I aint complainin (And I aint complainin)
Im entertainin (Im entertainin)
My number one thing and (My number one)
My back is achin (My back is achin)
From our love makin (From our love makin)
Oh, yes, Im taken
Aint no use in fakin (Oh)
My ups, my downs
My high and my lows
From head to toe
He makes me glow
He hits the spot
He makes me hot
Im all that hes got
And hes all that I got
Thinkin of a master plan
You know anything you need, baby, ask your man
You was there from a half a gram
Now its kilos and C notes, and high fashion brands
We ball like we own the world
The only concern is you my only girl
And when we speakin in tongues
Breathin hard when Im squeezin your lungs
Keep it strong, but I gotta hit the streets when Im done
Its joy and pain when you try and get ahead of the game
Its f***ed up, but you never complain
You just pray I dont killed when I hit the hood
Just another hundred mil and Imma quit for good
No more drug wars, trips to jail and shoot outs
Gettin loot out for lawyers and bail to get your boot out
Just me and you, high off sex and twisted
You O.G. till you O.D., addicted
Hes so contagious
Returns my pages
Hes got me anxious
Hes what Ive waited for
He keeps me guessin
Spontaneous
Hes so persuasive (So persuasive)
And Im his lady (And Im his lady)
Hes so contagious
Returns my pages
Hes got me anxious
Hes what Ive waited for
He keeps me guessin
Spontaneous
Hes so persuasive
And Im his lady
Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: March 31, 2002
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