waiting to be born Let me bundle you in clothing And soft things Because I love you I will not send you out into the night With teeth marks & pride I have stripped you
Übersetzung: Juwel. Weil Ich liebe dich.
Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make Me Feel Good..! [Chorus:] When I'm Gone Girl I Miss You, When I'm At Home I Get With Ya I Be Right Back
I feel a lake with the tears I cry over you and now you know I?m gonna say good bye my love is thought (hook) I see you looking at me and I wondering
to live lavishly You don't love me How could you ever take advantage of me You don't love me Everything you are girl I made you You don't love me You never loved
In my Nightville '79 I smoke weed I drink brew That's all I rap about cause shit that's all I do Some people get mad cause I smoke in front of my kids
shit Different from how some rhyme You like it when I write that hit You love it when I write that shit Sure you do, don't try to fight that So when
like I'm Right Said Fred I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you I'm on TV every day, where the fuck
jewels Smellin like you on doche, nigga you well Heard you ain't ready to share How can I live with you? Icy huh? Me standin' next to you bare, I heard
is waiting) But before I go, can I give you one last statement You the most beautifullest queen, I ever seen And I would love to have a thing like you
color you got boo, I got that beige I see y'all from the perihperals? ladies far right from the stage I'm thirty-three, I look twenty-six with big furs
And if I let my nine rang out You know, it'll make your brains hang out So what's your fate? Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate? The
you know what that is - lunch meat And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man
real shit, nigga I thought you knew, bitch Better recognize [ CHORUS ] Players, check your grip before you get popped Bitches, get my money before you
did not come here to impress you Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE! And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember
or touch a mic because my mind's quicker I'm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to "Reasonable Doubt" Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out Yeah you shinin but the only thing you're leavin out You
first time I put you round my neck and locked ya It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd follow Soon I spent every dolla you became my habit other
takin shit Sometimes I wish, when bullets are sprayed, the fake niggas get hit Cuz you know, we know When you lose something that you really love, is