I wanna show you how I feel, don't hold back, here's my love Baby, you're the one for me I wanna know, how can we get down tonight? No more game, let'
Q, Mike, Slim Daron Da Twelve Theres been a lot of drama along the way A lotta ups and downs Lotta hits They've just begun Everybody Put your hands
It's goin' down 2nite It's goin' down 2nite It's goin' down 2nite [Incomprehensible] Baby, I love the way You're lookin' at me, lookin' at me You're
This is the ?Long Long He Love? fe the gal dem, Na, Na, Na Na The Rapper Don and 112 he nah gon stay pon the shelf I wanna see you rock that ass Rock
Oh babe, ah darlin' Oh babe, babe, my, my, my sweet babe Oh babe, babe, ah darlin' Oh baby, my, my, my sweet babe A man is important in a scheme of things
I wanna show you how I feel Don't hold back, here?s my love Baby, you're the one for me How can we get down tonight? No more game, let?s spend some time
Baby, I wish you had recognized the love I had for you When it was in my heart and when it was there for you Because now, you're coming back to me And
Baby (One, twelve) I know I'm wrong 'cause (Be right here for u) You've already got a man (Ooh, one twelve, yeah, be right here for you) But I see the
It was you, it was me It was love, it was real We would touch, we would kiss And we'd love the way it feel It was time spent together Leaving all the
Everyday, yah Oh Oh, everyday This is the real right here Things ain't always what they seem Check it People look at us and say, "Man, they got it made
The way I wanna knock you Girl, you got just what I need Bring it here to me You can stand in front of me Or get on top of me 'Coz I'm gonna do to you
(This is a DPS production ) Gimme a beat, alright Gimme a beat, ok Gimme a beat, alright Gimme a beat, ok Gimme a beat, alright Gimme a beat, ok Gimme
Yeah, who will be standing when the smoke clears? (KRS-One) Word up, what's up with this? We're coming through Boogie Down style, kid, what's up? This
WARM RED WINE (Cindy Walker) « © '49 Unichappell Music » Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play for my heart is so cold with pain
She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh, yeah She's well acquainted With the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane The
Well, now me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots My
Yeah, that's that, real shit, feel me (Feel me) Lay back Maybach, ugh Up in this pussy feel better than the lottery Don't lie to me, I'm a hot commodity