: [Chorus:] Baby let me love you down I'm comin over (All the way down) Have on your bra top And some boy shorts [x4] (That's what I texted) [Verse
A fool there was And he made his prayer To light that glare, pucks that getter And girls to fit her to care But this fool that was Had suddenly found
I love you, Samantha And my love will never die Remember, Samantha I'm a one gal guy Together, Samantha We could ride a star and ride it high Remember
Easy come, easy go That's the way if love must have its day As it came Let it go No remorse, no regret We should part Exactly as we met Easy come, easy
Sand in my shoes, sand from Havana Calling me to that ever so heavenly shore Calling me back to you once more Dreams in the night, dreams of Havana Dreams
sweetest and the shortest story told Short and sweet were those good old songs of yesterday Short and sweet Lord was the warm and tender love she gave to me Short
Chorus: Baby let me love you down I'm comin over (All the way down) Have on your bra top And some boy shorts (4 x's) (That's what I texted) Verse 1:
[Chorus:] Baby let me love you down I'm comin over (All the way down) Have on your bra top And some boy shorts [x4] (That's what I texted) [Verse
[Chorus:] Baby let me love you down I'm comin over (All the way down) Have on your bra top And some boy shorts [x4] (That's what I texted) [Verse 1:]
Übersetzung: Bobby Bare. Kurz und Gut.
Übersetzung: Valentino, Bobby. Boy Shorts.
[Chorus:] Baby let me love you down I'm comin over (All the way down) Have on your bra top And some boy shorts [x4] (That's what I texted) [Verse 1
: [feat. Lloyd Banks] [Bobby V:] Can I get you in the bed? Lay your pretty body on that bed Girl I am gonna rub my fingers through your hair And I am
t of got out of Italy, man that's for sure, Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore Shouting "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it" Bobby was
: Choclair] Check me out y'all, yo, yo, Choclair, see, shit ain't sweet Cheese sandwiches for lunch, two jeans by week A dollar short for the bus fare
plush leather seats in the back Down in Houston, sidding sideways, chucking the deuce Popping them bottles, getting blasted over cups of that juice Dizzy stukes, niggaz blowin' off Bobby
the fight, we all die tonight The life I lived, a 25 to life bid Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive CREAM is short, C-cypher power stalk plus
a samurai, stronger than a Maitai. Or a Tsunama... I mean Tsunami I rock it from MTV, to the BBC. Radioactive waves short out your TV LESB check
