i love you that much Tell me what to say even if i'm afraid i will, Cuz i love you that much It doesn't matter, whatever, whenever i will, cuz i love you that much
love You that much It doesn't matter, whatever, whenever, I will 'Cause I love You that much If You tell me to go, I'm gonna tell You, I will 'Cause I love You that
love you that much If you tell me to stay and be still i will, Cuz i love you that much Tell me what to say even if i'm afraid i will, Cuz i love you that
Übersetzung: Mary Mary. Love You That Much.
Love", Mary, holla at me if you need a real thug We could ride through Compton and see real Bloods Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's
a touch like you I let you do the things to me I let no other woman do Feels good, feels good, You do it like you should I loved you so much Make me so
: Biggie's Talking intro [x6] Mafioso [Little Ceas:] How you figure that your team can affect my cream Gold and platinum. Black since I stepped
mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just, beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you
of comfort and joy. In Bethlehem, in Jewry, This blessed Babe was born, And laid within a manger, Upon this blessed morn; That which His Mother Mary,
we're going to a party, it's a birthday party. It's your birthday party, happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, VERY much
it right You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains Is my love for you brother, life's still unchanged To him that threw you away, you ain't
their pretty lies Mary Lou, and dreams that never, never, never ever will come true Mary Lou, that'd only serve to hurt and make you cry like you do You
I've been at this rap shit too long, too much practice Hit a lot of road blocks, always moved past it So twist a j, light up a dub sack Yeah we love that
like the gloss magazines She had so much to give so she gave it away And all of the loves you've known There must have been someone Who gave you that
don't love you Hey rich I love the way you got Harlem singin' Mary take us home [Mary J. Blige:] You makin it so damn hard for me to love you You
be free What will you do? Make a stone of your heart? Will you set things right When you tear them apart? Will you sleep at night With the plough and
camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just, Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you
