I've found a new baby I've found a new girl My fashion plate baby Got me in a whirl, whirl, whirl New kind of lovin' Done made me her slave Sweet turtle
Übersetzung: Waters, Ethel. Ich habe ein neues Baby gefunden.
Übersetzung: Squirrel Nut Zippers. Ich habe ein neues Baby gefunden.
Lex E-S-3 I bust a nigga dome for Baby, known as B-3, and all these niggaz Know my dog a do the same for me, we family Cash Money Is A Army Nigga A Navy
fat triangle but I'm real with or without one Cause I'ma still sport wrinkles on my new jeans Smokin beadies to the pink stream On a microphone, I'm like
some smelly, dirty, rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin. Do not give a fuck I've got the swagger of a virgin's dick, but if I did it would be bigger
While our love is fallin' apart I know what I'll say If you walk away But what do I do What do I do with my heart? I'm not gonna say a word I know I
a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute Things can get pretty strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute
hypnotize When you walk I can't help but watch you shake I love the way you shake (Baby you got) Hips that make a nigga fantasize I could spend a day
picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunk The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice
me, I ain't around it, bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweat, watch 'em shake I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag Take one hit, I slide off to
? If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century, Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally? If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz
you a little something [chorus x2] do you want it baby? yeah I want you so get on it baby yeah true do you need it baby? you know I do wanna eat it
I done, done with Checking it out, baby I got my doubts Got no love, love left Where can I go, I know I've wasted it I know, I know I blew it, baby Show
Baby please don't go Don't leave me I'll be a dog I'll be a dog woah I'll be a dog kiss your way down here When you walk along Baby please don't go
to New Zealand, (New Zeland), bless the heart to give to make music with meaning, (with meaning). Cause I never thought I'd come this far, (ooh yeah)wid a man tran, and a
with a hunger For more than from an empty fridge I'm going to make it by any means I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from Chorus New York, concrete
you now here I am on a roundabout See the road where I lived my life If I go with you there's no turning back I'm tired and I aint proud but I want you
