Heat Of Passion - Keyshia Cole

You took her round the corner by the condo

I know which hotel

Even took her round the corner by our 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 I ain’t gonna do 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 callin' me a million times, but I ain’t pickin' up

You come in the house, everything is strolled all about

You know it’s raining, and the TV ain’t workin'

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?