I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand. when I say that something, I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand
i think you'll understand, when i got that something, i wanna hold your hand, i wanna hold your hand, i wanna hold your hand. and when i touch you i feel
longing to hold her close For the whole of your working life And the band played on Move your ass Well your hostess is lookin' mad As your hands start to wander And your
fu nLook out, man, 'cause here she comes! [Luke:] Hold on, hold on, hold on, Chris, you gave her a 20? You buyin' pussy, man.That's against the law.
donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get your motha fuckin chimp check. Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I
we come to make you dance And I brought my dogs wit me Check it out Hold up, wait a minute Y'all dance, who think I'm pretty? Loud man breakin' your
time Every time I see you I see you I say I say That tomorrow that tomorrows never promised today-day [Verse 1: Alicia Keys] If I had no more time No
fourth day of July Looked in my eyes and saw that I I wanted more than just a man (man) I needed a friend (I want a friend) Someone I can talk to
again when I hold ya I know that God set you aside for me And now you are my prize Wanna grow old witcha And fill our house with your pictures Have
in my eyes and saw that I [Break - Beyonce] I wanted more than just a man (man) I needed a friend (I want a friend) Someone I can talk to (oh) Someone
s like I wanna be a daddy I wanna be your lover Your everything, I just wanna share life with you Just like yo That's why I tell you I love you [Ghostface
a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with little kids, I spank that ass, boy you know who we is! (Bone
Verse 4: Bizzy] Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere Your mother wuz my mother Ya brotha wuz right
Now I can get off when the wind blow But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ For givin' for givin' up Your life for us Now, I can think twice, 'fore
Laying in your loving arms again I can almost feel your loving arms again I can almost feel your loving arms again... Your loving, loving, loving, loving Lord I feeling your loving arms again
When there's choices I could make Yeah, my heart needs a polygraph Always so eager to pack my bags When I really wanna stay When I really wanna stay When I wanna
edge and never knowing if there's solid ground below or a hand to hold or hell to pay What do you say What do you say I just wanna start again maybe
