it to me gently let the sweet talk flow Come a little closer, make love to me Kiss me once again before we say goodnight Take me in your loving arms and squeeze me
to me gently Let the sweet talk flow Come a little closer Make love to me Kiss me once again Before we say good-night Take me in your loving arms And squeeze me
Übersetzung: BB King. Make Love To Me.
it to me gently Let the sweet talk flow Come a little closer Make love to me Kiss me once again Before we say good-night Take me in your loving arms And squeeze me
it over fa me, let me tickle ya middle Girl, I'm rollin up a half so I love you a little Bring it back fa me baby, bring it back baby That round thang
two fa-shiggity, ya understand And everything else is like They all, ya know, impossible, ya heard me I love my children ya heard me My children love me
one your givin your love and I wanna be the one your kissin and huggin I wanna be the one you dream of all night Let me be the one Ggggg g king 80's
premiers So I'm invitin niggas to try some dymb shit (Yeyyy!) Now all of these celebrity hoes wanna get me cause (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) The streets fuck with me
love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Tonight you wanna fuck wiv me its alright with me Come on an gimme that groupie love (Groupie love I love
Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them ho's freak everybody Them other girls just ball me But the 2 live girls make me so horny I had a ho doin'
teeny weenie Just call me King Kong: Leader of the pack when it comes to ding-dong! [Chorus] [Jay-Ski:] 95 South, get on the mic now!! [Verse 2: A.B
like a G told me They'll come back quick if a nigga O.D. Cash Rule Everything Around Me I'm YSL, Versace You could see me in that Porsche GT Comin' down
naturally. But we ain't no magicians. Really ain't no thing to make a fraud disappear. Steady givin' what they love to hear, make 'em listen up close.
me Girl I think your ready Oh damn You want me to do something Yes ma'am I just wanna get a little Give a little Take a little Make a little love all
on you punks (yeah!) I don't wanna be the King of the Sing Just a Soul Assassin for the Cypress Team I rhyme and sing and make bitches scream They love
Jacksonville, Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn. holla at me Me in H-Town, Southside, Cloverland daddy I'm the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled Kept me
me You can't even blame it that's what the hood made me [Verse 7: Baby] Martin Luther King Man you ain't need no help from me Made that money with a
