![]() ![]() After finding out they produced R&B-oriented tracks, among others, they started on writing songs for his debut studio album In My Own Words (2006) for which they produced six songs, including "So Sick". Eriksen and Tor Erik Hermansen, in a hallway at Sony Music Studios on West 54th Street, New York City after the duo had settled there in the early 2005. Ne-Yo met Norwegian production team Stargate, consisting of Mikkel S. In Australasia, the single reached number two in New Zealand and number four in Australia. In Europe, the single topped the Eurochart Hot 100 and entered the top 20 in 10 countries, including Denmark, Hungary, Ireland, Norway, and Switzerland. "So Sick" peaked at number one on both the US Billboard Hot 100 and the UK Singles Chart. Produced by Stargate, the song was released as the second single from the album on November 21, 2005, and received favorable reviews from music critics. Writer(s): Alonzo Mathis, Xavier DotsonLyrics powered by So Sick" is a song by American singer-songwriter Ne-Yo, written alongside Norwegian production duo Stargate for Ne-Yo's debut studio album, In My Own Words (2006). ![]() ![]() Now take that monkey shit off, You embarrassing us, Take that monkey shit off, You embarrassing us, We sick of you. I′m so sick, So sick, So sick, So sick, In my wrist, In my fitted, In my whip, With my bitch, I'm so sick (We sick of you) She thinks that she's the dime, Cause you told he she′s the one, Her nails look good, But her toes not done, Got a 60 dollar hair-do, (Hair-do) And a 50 dollar tattoo, Sick of you, (Ah-Chu) Got a tongue ring for free, She won′t put that tongue on me, She can put that tongue on you, You can kiss that shit for free, Got that outfit from Rainbows, (Rainbows) 20 bucks for the Stilettos, Oh no! I'm so sick, So sick, So sick, So sick, In my wrist, In my fitted, In my whip, With my bitch, I′m so sick (We sick of you) When you woke up and, You thought that you could fool the world, You can fool a couple people, You can't fool the world, I′m a tell on you, (Tell on you) Tell them say, (Tell them say) I'm a snitch, (I′m a snitch) That shit ain't real, You know it ain't real, Check your swag, Now check your Gucci shoes, And check your Louie bag, We sick of you, We sick of you, (We sick of you) Goodbye. I'm so sick, So sick, So sick, So sick, In my wrist, In my fitted, In my whip, With my bitch, I′m so sick (We sick of you) In the middle of the mall, Like shawty please don't do it, That shit is way too big,, 80 dollars for the chains, Thought I wouldn′t do it, They gon tear up in a day, And boy you gon look stupid, Boy them cannot be Pradas, 100 dollars they got ya, (Soft tacos) You went and bought that fitted, You just wasted all your guapo, (Guapo) Looking at my wrist, But I bet it ain't Movado. Ay Yea Say, what up? (I′m so sick) Ay scream what these niggas got on? I'm in a spaceship out in space, I call the whip Apollo, My swaggers on the moon, In an 08 Marshalago, Now you think that you got swag, Cause you went and bought a bag, But Gucci don′t make that, And Louie don't make that, Now I'm looking at your back, Like what the hell is that? Like man that can′t be real, But if it is then take it back, Cause they got you, Sick of you I′m like Ah-Chu.
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