made love before Never have I wanted to till now Lover, can't you see I want you more and more Take me baby, yea, I'm yours I'll give you what you want
Übersetzung: Prince. Ich bin Ihr.
I ever made love before Never have I wanted 2 'til now Lover, can't U see I want U more and more? Take me baby, yeah, I'm yours! Ah, love me any
him that invitation Keep on wishing On his dollars and cares For your love he is your hero, yes Even do, you are begging him, please, please Woman I'm
and catfish It so happens that I'm so haphazardous I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and fuckin' cast the shit I'm askin' that you faggot rap actors
cry I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed
takes two, baby, It takes two TRACY (& GUYS) I'm your girl (you're my girl) You're my boy (i'm your boy) You're my pride I'm your joy I'm the
you could see through my eyes This time I will not be denied I'm seeing A better tomorrow this time I will not be denied, cry, die Today forever I will
sheik, I've got a yellow streak I ain't here, I'm a mirage Get back Des, keep it under your fez And don't give us away in the massage Look what I did
cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin in
left lane I'm playin my hands And I'm plottin on the fortune, it's gettin hot and scorchin I'm diggin like a scorpion that torture they enemies [
to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches
up I'm grimy, yeah my friends killed my friends Like Blackey, he did that shit to him Get at me, I'm back strapped up again I tried, I can't change, I
the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with
their life so don't know who I know Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail Comin up