Syleena Johnson - Hit On Me Lyrics

Lyrics Hit On Me - Syleena Johnson



Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-ohh-oh
Oh-oh-oh oh
Just because you put a ring on my finger
Just because you put some clothes on my back
Just because you gave money for December
Doesn't mean that I have to pay you back
(You were my husband) Oh no, no
(You were supposed to do) In the name of Jesus
(The things you chose to do)
(I loved you 'til the end) Wooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
And I'd rather die fore' I let my kids see
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me)
Every night I'd cry hopin' that they never see
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me) Oh, no, no
(The way you hit on me)
(How come you hit on me?)
I may believe that it really didn't hurt me
May believe that I only hurt myself
I believed you every time you said "I'm sorry"
Was too ashamed to tell someone I needed help
(You were my husband) Ohh-ooh-oh, yeah
(You were supposed to do)
(The things you chose to do) Oh-oh-ooh-oooh-oh, eah-yeah
(I loved you 'til the end)
But I'd rather die before I let my kids see
(The way you hit on me) Oh, no, no
(The way you hit on me)
Every night I'd cry hopin' that they never see
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me)
And I'd rather die before I let my kids see
(The way you hit on me)
Oh, no (The way you hit on me)
Every night I'd cry hopin' that they never see-ee-eah, eah, yeah-yeah
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me)
Oh no (How come you hit on me?)
Oh
(You don't know how you destroy my life) (Oh, oh, oh) Oh-ooh-oh yeah
(I thought I was supposed to be your wife) (Oh, oh, oh) Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah
(And I can't even try to understand) (Oh, oh, oh) Why did you do it
(What you think it takes to be a man) (Oh, oh, oh) What does it take
(You don't know how you destroy my life) (Oh, oh, oh) Oh-ho-oh oh, yeah, yeah
(I thought I was supposed to be your wife) (Oh, oh, oh) What was I to you
(And I can't even try to understand) (Oh, oh, oh) Ohhh, yeah
(What you think it takes to be a man) (Oh, oh, oh) Ohhh-ohhh
(The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me) Ohhh-ohhhh
Why'd you do it (The way you hit on me)
(The way you hit on me) Ohhh-ohhh-oh-ohhh, yeah
(The way you hit on me) Why, why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why (The way you hit on me)
Why, why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why, why (The way you hit on me, the way you hit on me) Oh-ooh-oh, yeah
(No way you hit on me)
(How come you hit on me?)
What about my children?
What about the babies?
What about family?
You're supposed to be a husband
You know nothing good's gone come to you
I'm so tired, I'm so tired
I'm so weary, I'm so weary
Can't believe you did this to me
Can't take it no more
Can't take it no more



Writer(s): Robert Power, Syleena Johnson


Syleena Johnson - I Am Your Woman: The Best of Syleena Johnson
Album I Am Your Woman: The Best of Syleena Johnson
date of release
22-07-2008




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