your love Wrap me up in your love girl (Wrap me in up in your love) Just wrap me up in your love (Wrap me up in your love) I can't stop it, no i can
Übersetzung: Tommy Cash. Your Loving Takes The Leaving Out Of Me.
your love Wrap me up in your love girl (Wrap me in up in your love) Just wrap me up in your love (Wrap me up in your love) I can't stop it, no i can'
first, And the truth comes second, Just stop, for a minute and Smile Why is everybody so serious! Acting so damn mysterious You got your shades on your eyes And your
bitch nigga you scared I see your heart beatin, so busta break bread What's your heart beatin for? (You SCARRRRRED) What's your heart beatin for,
round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga Got twenties on your whip, poke your
I'm up I'm the type that fucking duck you see the push come to rub rub come to shove, these hoes out for jingles so you can't show no love pimping ain
14's Hittin' your home up, hittin' at everything movin' Lookin' and losin', startin' chaos and confusion I'm bruisin' your whole family, dress 'em up in dark colors Then come to your
ya get beat You gon' respect the B.G., or I'll punch ya in your nose You gon' respect the B.G., or I'll whip ya out your clothes C-M-R-ah gon' ride No
cigarette butts But me personally playboy I done had bad luck And I'm a always show love to my cut Hit tha club light tha lights up The Cash Money motto
you can take your teeth And can I, Mr please No you don't You slug, you slug your priest No you don't You slug, you slug, your priest Your priest Your
your table But you only want the ones That you can't get Desperado oh you ain't getting' no younger Your pain and your hunger They're drivin' you home
that kitty ma (yeah!) I get that cash boo Shake that kitty girl, shake that ass hoe! [Chorus: woman] Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat Owww, I need cash
the child with so much swag Now what am I supposed to do with all this cash? Seats less pussy got, all that ass Shakin it and wiggle, your skinny bitch
love these hoes I keep saying I don't love these hoes (Man I don't love em man) I keep saying I don't love these hoes I keep saying I don't love these
but I can give you whatchu want I love your braids and your mouth full of funk Love the way my ass ba-bump ba-bump bump Keep your eyes on my ba-bump ba
watch me And I don't really care if it's platinum or white gold As long as the VS bling, look at that light show In the hood they say Fifty man your
t sweat it boy Jay and Fif told me "Free go get 'em boy" Don't let 'em spoil ya plans If a man try to stand in your way You gotta crack him open like