I love you so (I love you so) All I do is think of you Day and night, that's all I do (That's all I do, baby) I can't get you off my mind (Off my mind
Übersetzung: The Jackson 5. All I Do Is Of You Think.
girl I love you so (I love you so) All I do is think of you Day and night that's all I do (that's all I do, baby) I can't get you off my mind Think about
girl I love you so (I love you so) All I do is think of you Day and night that's all I do (that's all I do, baby) I can't get you off my mind Think
you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put
dot! Got some cain and its jumping out the pot! I'm in the game so I give it all I got To a million dollar spot I got a rainbow Range same color as lean
and Ricans [Jadakiss] Now if I kill you I probably do ten in the box Come down on appeal then I'm killin your pops You feelin The LOX, nigga why you
all I want like wino's want they good whisky I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me [chorus] [Nas:] I heard the beat and I ain't know what
thing you ask yourself is why do I bother? When you should really ask: where is the father? (Where is the father?) of your child, aren't we wild? You
creator Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me [Interlude: Millie Jackson] I know what you think, she's such a fuckin' lady Yes I am, that's right, I
Think I Ain't Hard Bitch Say Weezy Make It Rain, I Say Bitch I Ain't God But I Am God's Son, But You Know I Ain't Nas See, He Got A Positive Aim, And
Don) I got my own steps I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own style I got my own steps I got my own
the lingwood is all hood For the christ your all driving is all hood The ghetto Chorus: Ghetto Ghetto I can't get out of here Ice cube: I got give it
bed and I swear she's foreign (ha) So I advise you not to knock, I give her the business like she just bought out all my stock I became all the things I
fly away Lets find a place With all kinds of space I'll let you be the judge And I'm the the case I'm gudda gudda I putta hugga I see me with her No
if I kill you I probably do ten in the box Come down on appeal then I'm killin' your pops You feelin' the Lox, nigga why you grillin' the Lox If this
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