Songtexte:
Ace Young Other

All I gotta say is that I must be dreaming, can't be real You're not here with me, still I can feel you near me I caress you, let you taste us, just

If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? I never know what the

your face You big disgrace Kickin? your can all over the place Singin' We will we will rock you Sing it! We will we will rock you Buddy you?re a young

(by George Michael) I will be your father figure (Oh baby) Put your tiny hand in mine (I'd love to) I will be your preacher teacher (Be your daddy)

(by Five Satins) In the still of the night I held you Held you tight 'Cause I love Love you so Promise I'll never Let you go In the still of

to paper in hand Ain't got to brag about the feds young man Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents

you got) And wave (Show 'em what you got) And wave (Show 'em what you got) And wave H O V A, gold bottles of that ace of spade Why the fool with these other

Yo, you niggaz know you can't fuck around Yo, Young Noble Outlaw, spittin' shit with 'Face and Red Bear looped out flows and you can taste the wet Place ya bet, young nigga ace

sold five then I hide three Baking soda residue I'm gone with the other two Copped ten sold five then I hide three Baking soda residue I'm gone with the other