Keyshia Cole - Heat of Passion lyrics
Keyshia Cole [Keyshia Myeshia Cole] California, U.S.
[Keyshia Cole - Heat of Passion lyrics]
911, what's your emergency?
You took her round the corner by the condo
I know which hotel
Even took her round the corner
By her favorite bar
Pulled up an did it in the back seat
She said you know her family well
Her sister and her brother
Even her mother too
Even been giving her money for a few years
I feel so faint now
Don't know what I'm doing
On my way to you in the heat of passion
Somebody better call the police
Cause I'm feeling kinda crazy right now
It hurts, and I can't do much about it
Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
In the heat of passion
Somebody better call the paramedics
Cause I'm feeling kinda crazy right now
And I can't do much about it
Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
My life's in a whirlwind
But instead I decided to move all
My things out the house
So by the time you make it
Home all my shit'll be gone
Now you call in' me a million times
But I ain't picking' up
You come in the house
Everything is strolled all about
You know it's raining
And the TV ain't working'
You grab the bottle and the gun
And you sit down on the floor all alone
But it's too late, in the heat of passion
Oh baby, why did you do it anyway?
Don't I give you everything you need?
I cook and I clean, take care of our baby
All that over some funk ass pussy
You gotta be kidding me
You have to be kidding me
Are you serious right now
Well you need to think about it
Call your mama
Maybe she can help you out this time
I'm just arriving at the scene
Can I get an update on the call? Bow Bow
You took her round the corner by the condo
I know which hotel
Even took her round the corner
By her favorite bar
Pulled up an did it in the back seat
She said you know her family well
Her sister and her brother
Even her mother too
Even been giving her money for a few years
I feel so faint now
Don't know what I'm doing
On my way to you in the heat of passion
Somebody better call the police
Cause I'm feeling kinda crazy right now
It hurts, and I can't do much about it
Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
In the heat of passion
Somebody better call the paramedics
Cause I'm feeling kinda crazy right now
And I can't do much about it
Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
My life's in a whirlwind
But instead I decided to move all
My things out the house
So by the time you make it
Home all my shit'll be gone
Now you call in' me a million times
But I ain't picking' up
You come in the house
Everything is strolled all about
You know it's raining
And the TV ain't working'
You grab the bottle and the gun
And you sit down on the floor all alone
But it's too late, in the heat of passion
Oh baby, why did you do it anyway?
Don't I give you everything you need?
I cook and I clean, take care of our baby
All that over some funk ass pussy
You gotta be kidding me
You have to be kidding me
Are you serious right now
Well you need to think about it
Call your mama
Maybe she can help you out this time
I'm just arriving at the scene
Can I get an update on the call? Bow Bow