Tell me what you?re thinking baby as my hand is touching yours It may have been an accident or maybe it?s what I was reaching for I want you to feel some
Übersetzung: Say No More. Tell Me, was du denkst.
Tell me what you?re thinking baby as my hand is touching yours It may have been an accident or maybe it?s what I was reaching for I want you to feel
I'm burnin' up and up All you sexy people burn it up [Rap] You not tryin' to sweat cuz you have worn a nice dress Do you think, do you think your stylin
want you tonight I want you to say I want you tonight Grab somebody sexy tell 'em hey Give me everything tonight Give me everything tonight Give me
same Something went wrong along the way You?d come around and there?s nothing left to say It's like we?re strangers anyway, what more could you ask of me
took you back Now we?re here again and you?re hurting me What would you do? What would you say? If you found me gone If I walked away What would you
down for you wreck out. Slow down for you wreck out. I'm a poe boy soldier thought i told ya. You think Im playin' what you think Im on the road for
mad, it's paranoia (i want what you got) i'm sad, you're glad (i want what you got) hungry for your love you say, the word, give me fever (you got what
end. [Chorus] Wake me up in the middle of the night. Passed out and the phone's still ringing. Have a drink and tell me what you're thinking. So wake me
true you weren't employed until you met Bill He made you an intern, and you ratted still You tell your parents that he turned you out In the Oval Office
You can do this, so c'mon, babe! [Mixx cuts "Fuck me, bitch!"] [Verse 4: Brother Marquis] Bitch, you say you's gonna give me some Now you wanna start
when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't
the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you
gonna bless you if you do what I tell you to do You want me? I want you You want Benz? I'll buy two You should want me like you want success Girl with
I need you to pick me up Promise me you'll be around Hold me down I'll build you up [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Listen if you let me, I'll be the reason you
this shit cost more than yo momma house You're fucking playing with me nigga? I came up hard nigga! You already know what I'm about! What?! Hahaha... Aye, Aye tell
